The Room After the Match
A room full of teammates who'd known him for over a decade. He died four days earlier. Nobody was sad.
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"I'm Fine With That"
I said 'I'm fine with that' like I was doing them a favour by accepting. I was trying not to smile.
She Moved On Untouched
Everything that had escalated inside me had existed only there. She moved on untouched. I carried the weight.
Four Climbs. One Mountain.
Four people, same trail, same weather. Four completely different climbs. That's how truth works everywhere.
The Forest Was Not the Problem
He blamed the terrain, the cold, the long walks. The forest was flawless. What hurt was the body he'd stopped maintaining.
Easy to Approve Of. Difficult to Inhabit.
At nineteen I got out of a car without thinking twice. At thirty I'd talk myself out of the same instinct for weeks.
The Finish Line That Doesn’t End Anything
I thought freedom was money. A millionaire with no answer to his own question changed that.