NYE

It’s almost 2018, 

and while I can’t believe the things I’ve accomlished in just one year. 

I feel I could have done it faster.  

Like I try to take off when I run.  

But I trudge along at 11 minute 48 second miles.  

I got new shoes anyway.  

I like to see how far I can move with my own feet.  

My own body.  

Like telling the no one in charge of me, “Look, I don’t need you — I move on my own!” 

And for that. I feel proud.  

When I biked to Longmont I felt a crushing sense of succes.  

Like maybe, I am in charge of this life.  

 

12/30/2017

Riley Welch

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