I saw my mortality and it wasn’t pretty. It has slowly deteriorated my body and played tricks in my head. It has toyed with my emotions and hurt the people who are most dear to me. It has made me question the true meaning of life.
Who ever said the we Runners are immortals? We are not. Just like Superman, we too have our own Kryptonite. Even in this fragile state I know it is time to find the courage to change the things I cannot accept. The spirit is strong…
