It starts out small a quiet rumble resounding in the distance.
Yet it slowly is gaining speed ,and volume as it nips at my heels.
I'm running but can't seem to catch my breath .
It soon overtakes me a melee of books,pens,papers,orders,and confusion.
The harder I fight to gain freedom the more I am crushed by new strength that it gains with each day.
Why can't I go back to the top of the mountain or hurry to the end.
Why can't I dwell happily on this path without the fear of being trampled by a new challenge.
Endless nights ,and short sweet sleep. This is the life that avalanche chose for me.
