As predicted I reached 80k today. And over. But the story isn't quite finished yet.
If I could describe how it feels... well, I tried scouring Pinterest for pictures people clawing through deserts and dying of thirst. But Pinterest is not a place of suffering. It's a happy place. With pictures of wine coolers and lovers leaving a pairing column of footprints as they saunter down the beach.
So yes. It feels like being a dehydrated man, inching his way painfully toward an oasis. Pull by pull. Grain by sandy grain.
Tomorrow then.
If I could describe how it feels... well, I tried scouring Pinterest for pictures people clawing through deserts and dying of thirst. But Pinterest is not a place of suffering. It's a happy place. With pictures of wine coolers and lovers leaving a pairing column of footprints as they saunter down the beach.
So yes. It feels like being a dehydrated man, inching his way painfully toward an oasis. Pull by pull. Grain by sandy grain.
Tomorrow then.
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