“I must say a word about fear. It is life’s only true opponent. Only fear can defeat life. It is a clever, treacherous adversary, how well I know. It has no decency, respects no law or convention, shows no mercy. It goes for your weakest spot, which it finds with unnerving ease. It begins in your mind, always … so you must fight hard to express it. You must fight hard to shine the light of words upon it. Because if you don’t, if your fear becomes a wordless darkness that you avoid, perhaps even manage to forget, you open yourself to further attacks of fear because you never truly fought the opponent who defeated you.”
― Yann Martel, Life of Pi
Credits to Mr. Ronn Arada.
Yes, that’s me. I’ve always been a part of the Annual Athletic Meet and Cross Country Race. Competitions like these are not only about running. -And to define such, will require me a myriad pages to fill in. It has always been so poetic, so nostalgic; because for me, it is the kind of love you fight for. It is the kind of love you play hard during the day and write about at night. It is the kind of love for an opponent who taught you to never stop.
The truth is: in my every battle, nobody else is an enemy. Striving to express what I’ve got is losing a part of who I am yesterday. It just gets better each time. Fiercer. No fear.