Something is off. Actually, it's not just one thing that is off. Everything is off.
Mercury is in retrograde. The stars are grossly misaligned. I am experiencing some kind of karmic retribution.
The fates have conspired against me. The hits just keep coming. The storm continues.
My every move is met with a stout headwind. I seek refuge from the torrential downpour, but there is no shelter to be had. Everything is an uphill battle.
Drenched, cold, and exhausted, I contemplate stopping. What's the point of continuing? This is futile. It is sisyphean.
The wind howls angrily in my direction. It mocks me as I try to take another step forward. This is no storm, it is a tempest.
I lean over and breathe deeply. Have I been here before? How did I survive last time?
Thunder rumbles menacingly in the distance. The dark clouds shift nervously above me. The rain turns cold and becomes sleet.
I could cry, but I laugh instead. The universe is clearly getting a kick out of my plight. A crack of lightning erupts across the sky for a split second illuminating everything.
It jars me. It provides the illumination I need. Everything is ephemeral. Everything is transitory.
Nothing lasts forever. Let the tempest rage. It will die soon, but I won't.
I take another step. It's a slow and muddy step that barely covers a few inches. It's a baby step.....at best.
The wind rages again. I take another step. The sleet pelts my face. I cover a few more inches.
Trees shake violently. Their leaves assault my face. I lift my foot again.
The tempest screams in protest. I smile in response. I am a force of nature too.
I run because I can weather the storm.....