I ran across the court
Focusing solely on moving forward fast
Back and forth, and past my previous footsteps
Over time, I ended back where I began
But felt different from before
Out of breath, heart pounding
Amazed for some reason I don’t want to know.
I’m good at sprinting, giving my all repeatedly with intervals of time occupied by pants, breaths, hard heartbeats, feelings of feeling defeated, feels of accomplishment; and this has been embodied in the language I’ve used in emails. I’m thinking that I should embody the spirit of a long-distance–maybe marathon–runner as I write emails within certain realms of work; someone who is devoted to finishing the race, maybe even winning the race; and who knows that, sometimes, it’s wisest to disregard all that surrounds you, and to put all your energy and attention into controlling your breath.
Pasfut Trailblazing 