Waiting for my second wind
Friday, November 10th, 2006Running is tiring. And I feel as if I’ve run so far that I don’t even remember from where I started running. I still am running. I have to: the end is not yet in sight.
It is a tiring litany to the unlucky audience of medical students: I’m so tired; kanus-a pa man ni mahuman; it’s so difficult. Even I am tired of saying that I’m tired. I’m so tired of being tired.
Basta