As I leave the safety of my front door, I begin slowly at first; one foot in front of the other & before too long I break into my stride. The air is so cold it hurts, it burns to breathe but I do not recoil from it, no I welcome it's embrace. The city is in slumber as I traverse through it's networks of veins and arteries, all I can hear is the beating of my heart struggling to keep up with the pace my feet are trying to set. I am determined, I try to fight through the pain, but alas I succumb to it and must stop. I take deep breathes, the air chills me to the bone but I feel free.
It comes to me in strange waves, crashing harder and harder the more I strive to get past them. All my strength begins to fade as I come to the conclusion that giving IP is probably the most beneficial thing I can commit to at this preserpies in my life. On what I would give for the light to come piercing through the dark void, "save me, save me" I try so hard to scream yet the waves drown out my voice and before long all that remains is the harsh beating of the waves against the hard rocky shore, the lone swimmer nowhere to be seen, not a sound he doth make, not a peep.
It suddenly struck me, that feeling of wonder one gets from finding their purpose. In this circumstance, i felt it arise in me like a surge of lightning leaping through every fiber of my body. I was born again. This is the beginning and where i go from here is only up to me .