World collapses.
She just can't run anymore.
Can't work anymore.
Can't do what she loves anymore.
The darkest hour.
She stops.
But then wakes.
Sun rises and finds a way out.
A dream to get out.
A will to work it out.
The zero became a little.
Desiring a little more.
And little by little went further.
Stopless. Restless. Relentless.
She keeps running by herself.
Not after a medal.
But after the next step. And the next. And the
next.
Until she can cross the finish line again.
#LetHerRun