Over This Hill

I feel like I'm so close to the summit. I can taste it in the air. Touch it as if it's in front of me.

And yet I pull away and isolate and distract myself.

I misremember the steps forward, start moving sideways instead.

I try to not let my momentum swing backwards at the very least. I hold that vertical position firm, not willing to lose all that I have gained.

I want to learn more than merely holding myself in place. I want to push through the maelstrom of obstacles barricading the way, and prosper. New movement, more learning, more change. I want to experience it all.

I must hold my own hand through this journey, for I am the only one accountable.