I've been running around the Jackie O Reservoir the past few days. I listen to music simultaneously. When "Time to Pretend" by MGMT comes on, I raise my arms high into the air, approximately 20 degrees forward from my head. Then heavy streams of black, rotten trash begin blasting from my fingertips and into the sky where it all disappears. When the song ends, I'm able to inhale all the way down to my toes.
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