-----, you're a star.

For Martha.

------, you’re a star.

When you have a big decision to make, and you’re walking towards those double doors, don’t look back. When those thoughts are sprinting through your mind, and your face is straight and your face doesn’t move… Walk. Just put one foot in front of the other and keep walking. You’re covering distance towards that inevitable ending. You’re on the one path with your one choice and every step is a blur. Hovering closer and closer and your eyes are straight ahead and they’re barely holding back the emergency drawback thoughts behind them. Your brain is focused and you’re walking forward, step by step, step by step step by step step step by step. And the beat in the background, the beat that you have to listen to. The beat that you can’t ignore. It allows everything you think, it makes them all, just float right on over. They try to hold, they try to claw and you grease them off. There’s nothing to hold onto, because your mind is slick and focused.

And finally, after what may seem like an eternity, an eternity of your bouncing heels and floating hair, steady eyes, moving forwards, you’re there. You’re there and it’s done. It’s done and you’re finished. Step step step and step step, done. Cool, calm, collected. Tingles. You’ve reached and passed that point where nothing now can undo what you’ve done. Done and finished. Done and began. Smile, you deserve it. Blak.