Between the senses.
I found a tape in my car today. It had no label on it. I picked it up and pushed it into the tape player and started driving. The sky was blue and the sun was shining and I had the windows down and it was warm. The music started playing and I realised it was an old mixtape I made myself a few months ago and had completely forgotten about. It had a load of amazing songs on it which I hadn't listened to in ages. As I was driving along, with the warm breeze blowing over my skin, I sang along out loud, and realised how content that made me feel. For a moment I considered just driving and driving, with no destination, but then I was overcome with a sense of loneliness.
I also met a crazy man today. He was wandering up and down a street near my father's house; pacing backwards and forwards and mumbling to himself. There is a psychological hospital nearby and I guess he is a patient there. Anyway I was on my way back from the shops and he talked to me as I passed him by. He mumbled and said "It's very dangerous how fast people drive on the motorways these days!" and I nodded my head and said "Yes it's terrible, I agree." He smiled and carried on mumbling, and I walked away. I envy that man - he can do and say whatever he likes, and nobody will judge him for it; himself included. He is free of all constraints.
Friday was not a good night. I might explain that later.
You're getting close to the finish line now. The end is in sight. The marathon part is over and this is the sprint at the end. This is what all that hard work and training was for. This is where you have to stay strong and remember the goal. This is what you've been fighting for. Focus. Be strong. Don't stumble and don't fall. And don't give up.
You can do it, I hope.
Just think of the reward.
I also met a crazy man today. He was wandering up and down a street near my father's house; pacing backwards and forwards and mumbling to himself. There is a psychological hospital nearby and I guess he is a patient there. Anyway I was on my way back from the shops and he talked to me as I passed him by. He mumbled and said "It's very dangerous how fast people drive on the motorways these days!" and I nodded my head and said "Yes it's terrible, I agree." He smiled and carried on mumbling, and I walked away. I envy that man - he can do and say whatever he likes, and nobody will judge him for it; himself included. He is free of all constraints.
Friday was not a good night. I might explain that later.
You're getting close to the finish line now. The end is in sight. The marathon part is over and this is the sprint at the end. This is what all that hard work and training was for. This is where you have to stay strong and remember the goal. This is what you've been fighting for. Focus. Be strong. Don't stumble and don't fall. And don't give up.
You can do it, I hope.
Just think of the reward.