The race of life

I am running one of the craziest races against myself because I want to know how far I can go before my body says no more.
I want to push myself on and beyond, but sometimes it seems impossible because time seems always to be running out, and I am left feeling like I could have done more if I had more time in the day to do things that I am passionate about.
I am racing against myself, hoping I could beat myself one day instead of having a time telling me when it is over.
Time always has been in charge of my daily life, and I feel like now I want and must be in order with my life. Honestly, I want to run my kind of race without having time to tell me what will happen next in my lap of life.
I feel like running my kind of race will allow me to explore myself better, and there is no clock telling me when I should stop or keep going because I am in charge of myself.
No one else is calling that shoots but me.
I am in the power of myself anytime I run my race only because I am running my own life, not thinking about what others might be saying of me just because I don’t want to run their race, but I want to run my own.
Ms. Butterfly Genesis


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