The Impossible

Walking alone is never boring. It's never dull. And if you can hang in there long enough without even noticing the headwind you've been fighting it becomes a tailwind. If anything the wind at our back is now momentum. It's a partner along the way. That carousel yeah it's still spinning but somewhere else. Some far off place beyond our field of vision. No things don't ever become easy. But difficulty is interpreted differently now. Not a burden but a cost. And one we gladly continue to pay.