Originally written in late August of this year.
This post best experienced while listening to this music.
I have been feeling so weird - so disjointed and kind of lost.
Today I decided it's like a race:
I was just running up a particularly large and difficult hill
when someone came and told me that it was changed to a triathlon and I needed to change into swim gear. I have just emerged from the changing room, and, facing the large lake I am to cross, find I am alone, with no idea which side of the lake to aim for.
I know somewhat what I need to do but I'm not sure exactly how, when, where, etc. I can start out but I think I need directions to get very far. And I am distinctly aware that I shouldn't just sit and wait. It doesn't work to tread water when you're on the clock...
Category:
doing difficult things,
mission,
mysteries,
races,
timing
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