When I am out running* and I see another runner.
I don't know how far they have run, or how far they have yet to go.
I don't know if they are experienced, or if they are a novice.
I don't know if they are running for distance, or speed.
I don't know if their effort is easy and manageable, or if they are struggling and the run is taking everything they got.
I don't know why they run.
So I just accept that they are also out running just like me.
That I should just cheer them on and wish them the best without judgement, as I myself keep plugging along with my run.
*Running is a metaphor for life.
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