I love when I look at my footprints and see that I've moved forward
I may not have arrived at the other side yet
At least I am not stuck standing still in the middle of the road like I was before
I break when I glimpse the light breaching asphalt from oncoming headlights
Crumple to the ground
Because today for the first time the distance completed has been greater than the distance left to travel
Nov 18, 2020
Nov 18, 2020 at 6:25 PM UTC
I love when I look at my footprints and see that I've moved forward
I may not have arrived at the other side yet
At least I am not stuck standing still in the middle of the road like I was before
I break when I glimpse the light breaching asphalt from oncoming headlights
Crumple to the ground
Because today for the first time the distance completed has been greater than the distance left to travel
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