But for me, this wasn't a jump. It wasn't even a jog. No, this was a prolonged limp caused by a bear trap being constructed around my leg and no matter what I did or how hard I tried, the bear trap wouldn't come off. Yeah, it would loosen up a bit so that I could limp forward a bit faster than normal, or it would become a little lighter so I could perhaps swing my leg forward like I'm about to hit the meanest Electric Slide possible, but the trap never comes off. I pry and claw at it and I believe that if I could just remove this bear trap that was constructed around my leg, I can quickly clean up my wound and run with the best of the best. The trap is persistent. The trap won't let go.
To say that the last two years have been difficult is an understatement. We've lost family, we've lost friends, we've further lost our collective minds. We've lost jobs, we've lost touch with our humanity. Some of us may have even lost the will to go on. Yet, we still alive. Heroes died. The American Dream … Continue reading We Still Alive