I roller blade to work. It's a small town setting, roads are mostly ok for biking and blading (Except for the never-ending road construction that always threatens to make me fall) I take my time, don't push too hard, and cover the two plus miles in 15 minutes or so. There are several small hills (very small - my state is exceptionally flat) where I can skate a little faster. I like to coast down those rises, glorying in the burst of speed.
This morning there was no coasting. I pushed as hard as I could, eked as much speed out of my skates as possible. And I almost did it. I almost left behind my regrets, me anxiety, me struggle to feel loved, and my fear of disappointing those I love. For a few meters I think I outran them, and the world was good.
Then they caught up.
Like they always do.
And life goes on.
Jesse
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