MA

I am not Marcus Aurelius.

How much stamina should one woman possess?

I have earned my place on this mountain. I have earned my crown. I am who I am because I have chosen to do what I do. None of what you see is by accident. Every mistake addressed. I am unashamed of my regrets. I am human, after all.

There is none to listen with their whole heart but one.

Only one person; only one heart hears mine's beat and knows its wounds.

None but one.

None but one.

At what speed is the Earth spinning?
At what speed does it dance around the Sun?
At what point does my mind stop racing?
At what point does my heart catch up?

Stoic is the wise and weathered heart whose tears have nourished its hopes and dreams.

I am yet a child in my Wisdom. I have not wept all my tears. My hopes have not left me. I have not reached all my dreams.

My heart has yet to callous.
My endurance has not peaked.