I am not chasing anything. I am simply here

moving in sync with a number that feels like it understands me.

I think about tomorrow. Heavier breaths and heavier metal, weights waiting like a challenge that does not care how I feel.

The calm pace of today will be replaced by the kind of effort that makes muscles argue and legs remember their limits.

Gravity stops feeling so heavy.

But for now this beat holds me together.

It asks for nothing more than motion, nothing more than showing up.

For now this beat holds me together.