<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/uQmAXSU.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Sofina "Fi" Barrett<br/><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>12:45 pm, October 27th 2017<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Garden, sticking to the wider paths<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open<br/><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong>listening to One Republic's "Loves Run Out"<br/><br/>The brisk winds and spray from the water as she had ridden on the Ferry earlier had made her wonder if she was going to feel out of place on the colder local of the island compared to back home in the States. But as she did a few stretches and warm-ups against a stone bench inside the beautiful and elaborate gardens, her exposed skin warmed from the sun. She was wearing knee length black running shorts, a black sports bra and a grey razor tank top that said "Defy Gravity" in blue and green swirly lettering. It had been a memento she bought while at the Broadway showing of Wicked a year or so back, now her favorite running shirt. She wore grey and white running shoes and her hair was pulled up in a messy point-tail with a thin headband keeping stray hairs away from her face.<br/><br/>She loved running. It anchored her to the earth and made even the uncertainty of her last few years of life melt away - at least while she was hitting the pavement. The pavement here was of course more like cobbling than asphalt but she couldn't wait to explore the gardens as she ran. She plunked her wireless ear buds on and turned her music up - loud. She enjoyed music of all types but her running mix was rock - loud, pumping with a base beat that fueled her steps faster and faster. Her toes tapped to the music and she swayed her hips for a few moments (a ritualistic habit) before sprinted off.