Sometimes you realize that your life has changed, and you realize that you have been running towards a destination, and that the destination that was once clear has become blurry, smeared with lines of the unknown. Then you might be afraid to keep running, as is normal for anything that is done in the darkness. When you lose sense of where you are going, its a really scary and terrifying feeling - imagine a pilot driving a plane blindfolded or sailing on the vast sea without a comass or a map or even a single navigator. Sometimes, its easier to stop steering altogether, and to cringe into a corner, covered in eternal darkness. But thats ridiculous, only the weak hide and only the timid fear. So you find yourself getting up, and starting to run again, and I suppose .. in the few moments when you made up your mind that you would continue the race, your purpose might have become a little more clear, like cleaning agents removing grease. Occasionally, you might see some scum forming between the magnesiums in life, and the stearates in your lifestyle, but you learn to reshapre the stearate, instead of hiding from the magnesium. When you start running again, it feels good, it feels better, you feel whole - purposeful and destined.
-the boy that wish to see a ray of hope Josh-
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