It’s just around the corner. Just one more turn and you’ll be there, he kept telling himself, trying to will himself to continue to move on.
But the corner passed and he was no closer to the end than he was an hour and a half ago when he told himself the same thing.
His feet complained. He’d been on them for far too long. They were now aching and protesting l.
He would feel the soreness of every inch of his being, even his soul. He could feel them complain threatening to just to give up on him.
By now he was all by himself. The ones who started with him had long gone ahead and he was left behind. In fact, he could see them on the other side of the route waving at him cheering on.
He felt disheartened and drained.
Even his mind began to play tricks on him, to question his sanity to undertake this arduous undertaking. Making him wonder what had gotten into him to even think he could do this. Making him wonder if he was going round in circles. Making wonder when would it all come to an end. Whether he should just give up.
But despite it all, in a little corner of his mind there was hope, trying to fan that small spark within him that kept spurring him on.
A little voice deep within telling him that he got this despite all his aches and pains and fatigue. Telling him, as cliched as it may sound, he didn’t come so far to just give up. He didn’t put all this effort just to quit before the finish.
He had come so far, he just couldn’t give up.
So he willed him to just keeping moving. And like Dory he sang to himself,
“Just keep running, running, what do we do we keep running!”
And lo and behold, when he turned that final corner the finish line came insight.
He spotted his friends and well wishers standing at the finish line cheering him on.
And so with one final push, he gave it all he could, and dashed across the line much to the delight of those gathered there.
He raised his arms in ecstasy, fell to his knees with tears streaming down his cheek glad that he didn’t give up when he felt like giving up, for believing that his destination was just around the corner, even when it was not.
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