when the music stops… the night comes to a standstill.. the silence engulfs me… my head turns woozy.. that’s what happens when my ipod stops playing mid-run. did a really short run today. was it the first since i started the new job? i missed it. somehow. somewhat. the trees look familiar, the songs bring memories, the benches bring a smile. i thought about a lot of things. some old, some new. images. memories. some that triggers the thought – has it come to all that? naught? i kept running behind this guy that was around the same pace as me. following him steadily. then he stops. i overtake him,…