Running

My heart is racing. Sweat is covering my body. Music is pounding into my ears. It's giving me the strength to keep going. To do nothing but look forward. Running into the darkness. Streetlight to streetlight. Darkness makes me want to run faster. To run through it. Fuck looking back. Fuck stopping. My body can ache. My legs can hurt. I can cramp up. But it doesn't matter. I got my smile. I got my two swear fingers. These are two things I learned from Hey Chris. I'm going to keep pushing myself. I'm going to not give up. It's not physical strength, it's mental strength. Your mind puts limits on what you can do, as do a million other things in this world. Here's to saying fuck you to those limits, and beating.

Here's for new things. Here's for the future. Here's for having the freedom to do whatever I want to. Here's for wanting to go to Africa. Here's for wanting to start my own non-profit. I have dreams. I'm going after them. There's going to be a very small list of things in my life that I wish I would've done. Tomorrow is new. It has never happened before. So maybe you should do something that you have never done before. If you want to ask "why?" then you don't get it. If you asking yourself "why not?" then running tonight, well that was for you as much as it was for me.

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