Forward

“I often say that I don’t realize I ran until I’ve completed the course.”

Perhaps I should illuminate.

The world seems to slow down around me as I make my way down this path. As my inner monologue quietens, another self crosses the threshold and possesses. The inane drivel of everyday thoughts, aspirations, and worry alike, vanish and nothing, but a void of deafening silence, remains.
Ironically, it is only through the loss of my personal ‘self’ that I can inherit the world. There is nothing else but the present.
Breath takes center stage as the body strains to maintain equilibrium amidst the chaos voluntarily exacted.
My gaze travels and rests lazily at the area ahead: cyclists, pedestrians, other joggers no different than I; their humanity reduced to mere obstacles on this voyage. There are no thoughts,

Only movement.

Upon reaching the end of my journey, everything hits me at once: this fleeting clarity wrenched away by the reality of mortal flesh. My muscles ache for respite, watery eyes stinging from the intermingling blend of both sweat and tears, lungs straining for oxygen to sustain the path less taken.

This discomforting state is only temporary but exact, reminding me that I am alive.

Forward.

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