While running a marathon a few days ago, I had a feeling of belonging to the place and people around me. It brought me back to the time of playing football on my school team. A long way back. Perhaps this was the last time I felt being part of something bigger than myself. I do not usually feel this way. Maybe it was the running at such a fast pace, maybe it was the experience of empty early morning streets around me. At that moment, I felt a connection to everything around me. It lasted only a short while and then this feeling was gone. The experience left me feeling lighter and at peace with myself.