I have been waiting for that day when I can finally reach the finish line, stretch my arms and just say "it's over". Four years and the race is still on. For a while, it appeared that I was able to find my pace and the energy to keep on going. But life, oh life, decided that the game was becoming boring and so it decided to throw in more hurdles.
I won't quit, can't quit even if I want to. There's just too much to lose and too many small victories that would be rendered immaterial if I stop now. That is not to say though that I do not want a substitute or an upper hand, I could use that now. Anything that will allow me sometime to breathe, slow down and appreciate the whole logic of the race.
They say it's a test of character. I say I hope I get something out of it than just exhaustion and frustration.
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