Time feels uncannily strange now.
1 day more before the big race, the Singapore Biathlon. And time seems to be dislocated. Perhaps I'm the one who is - and that would be a more accurate measure.
It'll be a weekend full of anxieties: about the race, about the life-changing decision I will have to make by Monday. How much mental and emotional stress can one take in a weekend ...
Why fear? Because I am, at the end of the day, as seemingly confident as I have become still doubtful about myself.
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