My days have taken on a ruckmarch-like quality. One day after another, one foot in front of another. Don't think about the distance, don't speed up or slow down. Just keep marching, just keep living. Don't think about what you're doing, think about where you're going to do. Don't think about the rucksack on your shoulders, don't try and shift the weight. Just keep going.
Wake up, work out, take a nap, read, sit on the computer, sleep a little, do it all over again. And again. And again. Remember to breathe. Remember to eat. Remember to shower.
One foot in front of the other. One day at a time.
Take an ambien, wig out for a while, sleep for 20 hours. Drink a liter of mouthwash, get a raging headache and sloppy drunk, sleep for 12 hours. Huff a can of dust-off, start hearing things, sleep for 8 hours. Work out, get sore, sleep for 6 hours.
Or just keep putting one foot in front of the other. Day after day, week after week.
Keep your head up, back straight, and legs moving. Every step gets you a little farther, every day a little closer.
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