He stood at midway – recounting his
steps and the journey from birth to
adulthood. How everything changed
though all remained the same. The
silence and the shivers, weakened
knees quivering. A shadow of reflective
glass, a ghost beyond the future
past. A presence something stronger
seeking, a weakened man no longer
thinking. Reaching half of what was
expected, was that enough to call it
quits?
