Sunday, August 04, 2019

Next Step

I used to be able to push myself. When I thought I'd reached the end, I'd take another step. And then another. Before long, I'd gone far beyond what I thought was my limit.

Now, when I try that, I hit a wall. It doesn't take many walls to make you a little apprehensive of taking that extra step. Sore, tired and depressed, you just want to take a nap.