Keep running

11 more days.

I need to overcome the bottleneck. Too many things have come at the wrong time. I can choose my paths. But I’m not making the best choices. Times are different now. We used to be able to fake an illness and escape. This time the getaway can return to haunt.

Forever.

Isolation doesn’t seem wise after all. But there is no turning back now. I don’t want to admit failure. I want to be able to answer, confidently, even if I’m the only one demanding an answer at the end.

Never turn back. Never stop. The best is waiting, after the finish line.