He was in an adrenaline rush. It wasn’t a special occasion. It was every day. Super energetic, ahead of the pack, ready to conquer something. His pace was feverish, burning with his heat those who couldn’t stay on course. He was alone. He took pride in that. It was the only way for those who were meant to achieve great things. He believed.
Each morning was the same. He woke up fresh after the rigor of every yesterday. Never satisfied though, he was anxious to push ahead, stretch more, an extra mile would do. Success felt close, just a month or a couple away. It was never defined how close. 100 months had passed. Something was created. It was awkward, not exactly what he desired. It felt insufficient, ugly in form, but still, it was there for everyone to see. There was admiration from outside which snugly covered his discontent deep inside. He continued. He knew how to get there. He felt close.
The next day, he woke up sick. It didn’t feel right.
To be continued...
Each morning was the same. He woke up fresh after the rigor of every yesterday. Never satisfied though, he was anxious to push ahead, stretch more, an extra mile would do. Success felt close, just a month or a couple away. It was never defined how close. 100 months had passed. Something was created. It was awkward, not exactly what he desired. It felt insufficient, ugly in form, but still, it was there for everyone to see. There was admiration from outside which snugly covered his discontent deep inside. He continued. He knew how to get there. He felt close.
The next day, he woke up sick. It didn’t feel right.
To be continued...
Until next time
~ SU
~ SU