can you see it?

it’s out there.

waiting.

can you feel the gravel tremble beneath your toes?

it’s called glory.

it’s what makes the blood pump to your heart.

it’s the hot fire that burns inside your lungs.

it’s the edge.

madness.

chaos.

discipline.

when was the last time you looked at the world and said,

“it’s me and you old friend.”