What will remain after you?

Today, you overslept again. In the evening you got three alarms. You pledged yourself to Wake up on time and ran towards the grey rainy morning. You even prepared everything the night before. Sneakers, shorts, a sweatshirt with your own name. The first alarm clock was supposed to kill your dream at 4:45. The second at 5:15. The third in 5:25. It did not help. You woke up only a keen sense of responsibility for what you can Wake the phone with a friend at 6:15.

During the mad race through time zones in this country you have formed an immunity to any alarms. You can sleep anytime, anywhere, with any noise and weather. Do you sleep with the howling wind on the deck in the Aegean sea and in the heat of the Moscow apartments. You learned to fall asleep as soon as the plane once again takes off, and Wake up when people start to clap when landing, thankful to still be alive. You sleep on tatami gyms during the breaks of the training.



You even somehow managed to learn to sleep inside the boat when the sea 6 points. Sometimes you begins to overcome the despair and fatigue. You're looking at the large blue circles under the eyes. If you see them, people also look at them. Last month you didn't have a single day off. Any fucking day doing nothing with плеваниемвпотолокиокружающеепространство. You traveled to Russia, Latvia, Lithuania, Belarus, Spain, Italy, Croatia, and Ukraine. You were in Sicily and Vladivostok. In Bryansk and Barcelona.

You've even managed to drop by for coffee in Monte Carlo, because the ship good coffee was not. Almost everywhere you wanted to sleep. Today, you understand that this is normal. Just like your internal Fedor is trying to keep you in the comfort zone. To leave you where you are. Your Fedor tricky. Smarter than most Fedoras. He knows what you're gonna step on his throat if he says that you can't, or, for example, that you have no possibility to do something. He found his key. He tells you, like, stay and get some more sleep.

Why do you have morning exercise, go to the gym in the evening. Scratch language with the same windbag. You don't need to set goals for the sport, you're too tired. Just go "for the tone". Call the boys, get work for the day, they'll understand. You know how you get.

I have enough sleep. Enough to feel fresh. I clearly understand it.

And you know that too little is done in order to be able to stop. Do you remember one of my biggest fear — to be gray. Memento mori fucking. The old woman nearby. Breathing behind his left shoulder. A couple of decades and it will try to look into your eyes. No matter how you want to sleep — go and do it. Take a commitment, let your word to yourself and to the people and do it. And then you won't be frightened when you feel close to her breath.

You know, why all this?

I understand.published

Author: Anton Shaver Also read: Good people give us happiness and bad experience is No need to STRIVE, need to BE

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