It’s what you feel when your favorite band announces a new worldwide tour. You get excited! You can’t wait to see them live.
A few people on the internet just have it made. They had a head start. They got the fame. They got the opportunities. And finally, they collected the riches.
We look at those people and think: “They’re lucky.”
The last mile is always the hardest.
I’m soaked from the rain. My tires spit with every spin, speckling my face with mud.
I turn right on 43rd, and start pedalling up the hill.
And it gets steeper. Steeper than I like. Cranks groan with every push, and so do my knees. I’m tired.