09.08.08 - 2:20pm; in this foreign place, nothing is certain. EVERYTHING is UNcertain. several steps taken to reach this destination. i question my sweat and exhaustion's worth.
i feel the sun's heat beating on my back, the breeze pushing with power, as if it were speaking to me. attempting to convey its message with the strength of each blow. a foreign language I cannot understand.
5:49pm; I sit here, discovering that the wait after all is not over. discovering that the wait will probably never be over. as said before, as one chapter concludes, a new one will begin. there are only transitions. intervals that make one feel like there is no more waiting left to do. periods of time which leads and deceives one's mind into a mural of artificial colours.
the wait continues and will continue to resume until life itself comes to an end. each chapter is another test.
the wait is only over when one passes every.test.there.is.to.pass.
5:49pm; I sit here, discovering that the wait after all is not over. discovering that the wait will probably never be over. as said before, as one chapter concludes, a new one will begin. there are only transitions. intervals that make one feel like there is no more waiting left to do. periods of time which leads and deceives one's mind into a mural of artificial colours.
the wait continues and will continue to resume until life itself comes to an end. each chapter is another test.
the wait is only over when one passes every.test.there.is.to.pass.
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