The Other Person

Track!

My favorite sport has to be track, i do not know how to run or jog, or prance, or dance

I’m poorly fit

But i love track

I love the feeling that comes with having a race to run, because I believe that life is a race

The earth is one giant track, and we’re all running to the finish line

But, we can never get there, no matter how fast we run

But in track, we don’t need to run for something else, we just need to run for the race

We don’t care if we win, finish best or last, although that is a plus.

All we care about is finishing the race, getting to the end

Because at least track has an end

Unlike real life, where I’m running with no goal in mind, no end in sight, none cheering from the sides

No medals or plaques.

So yes i love track, cause at the very least i get to see an end.