In December I graduate from college,
receive my B.A. in Political Science.
Unknowingly, I’ve prepared myself
for a running leap into unemployment.
My mistakes are catching up:
I’m an emotional and psychological wreck.
The highlight of my year is running
a half marathon. I want to keep running, but stop.
I have the strongest urge to flee.
Mom gives me a trip to the Mainland & a road trip
to visit our relatives on her side of the family.
I want to learn more about our family;
still, it must seem like repudiation to Dad.
I’m realizing slowly it’s a one-way ticket to exile.
Andrew Shattuck McBride
NaPoWriMo ~ 2013 | My Day 17
April 27, 2013
Wow! A half-marathon?! The running motif is terrific here.
Thank you Jennifer!
Yes. Well, it *was* in 1982.
31 years ago? Wow.