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Running outside during the quarantine may not be the safest course of action, but you can't let the threats of the outbreak stop you.

You slip out of the back door through the kitchen and feel the crisp, cool air hit your skin and bring your body back to life.

You start with a slow jog, but something pushes your motor, driving you forward faster, harder. The sounds of the country come to life, but your mind quiets it all, and they don't return until you're standing in your living room. The last hour of life is a fog, but you feel tired and replenished at the same time.