Progress
“I was taught that the way of progress was neither swift nor easy.” - Marie Curie
The ability to overestimate my capabilities, I
Can’t believe I’m here again, what was
I thinking? Have past projects not taught
Me anything? The fact that
This all could have been avoided bounces around the
Dead vials of flies in front of me. No way
I can fix this. I am the face of
(Failure)
But, there is no progress
Without defeat. What was
The point of taking IRDI if neither
Failure nor frustration would swift-
Ly sweep in. But I am not a failure nor
A deserter. I reset my project. No one said this would be easy.
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