In the early morning hours, I run towards my workspace. My home is very far away, so I need to run a long time, need to run without stopping. Sometimes after running halfway I get discouraged, but quickly muster up some energy. With the tip of my nose aimed at my workplace, I run towards it, at great speeds.

Today (every today, yet another today), as in the past, I hear my deep nasal breathing as I run, then I begin to pant in great huffs and puffs. Yet, I keep at it. My coworkers are waiting for me. We’ll labor together at the workspace.