Blog-Jogger

There where I jog, (there) grows a big old tree. If you ask it to tell (stories) about me, the tree will tell you the following things:"At first glance, this strange man, runs around aimlessly. I think , that he just cannot stop as I can not move, from my place. I stand and I get all I need, but he must run to get something (/or/ all he needs)". Good speech from the tree! But for me, I'd rather listen to the wise tree than a foolish man. Generally, running helps merge with flora and fauna. You just need to choose the right rhythm and relax the brain. The body begins to secrete hormones of "happiness" and you feel the harmony of the universe....are (you) not wearing running shoes?

**is this a poem? it reads like a little story, if so, i tried to make it sound a little cooler, nice!!

I left some things in, because I don't know if you purposefully put those words in. COOL