Limits

Limits come up a lot, the peak of our ability, the most we can do. They are things to beat, challenges. There are limits of strength, endurance, brains, and time. Time limits being the most infuriating, it's not about simply knowing more, lifting more, or lasting more, it's pure pressure.

A bolder rests over your head, in five minutes, it drops and crushes you. Write an original opinion piece in that time. Feel that? The pressure build, the anxiety, the crushing feeling more powerful than the rock above? You get nervous, you get sloppy, you slow down. Can't slow, must keep going.

Every fauter, ever hiccup, every strain of the mind is more seconds wasted, it gets harder to pick it up again, harder to begin where you left off, hard to get motivated. It all comes crashing down on top of you, before the time even ends.

You work fast, faster than you should, you don;t look back, don't second guess. It doesn't matter what comes out, you need to produce before that rock falls. It's coming to the end now, you feel the pressure of the rock on your back, your heart pounds, you finish that last sentance...

Did you make it?