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Five miles to go. One foot in front of the other. Every void in my thoughts was filled with that mantra. Every leaf in the breeze. Every shadow from the streetlights. Every unknown was simply them.
Anytime I let my mind wander, it went back to them
. I could not let it wander.
As I got further away from my factory, it hit me: I had never been sad to leave. Leaving work for the… Continue