Out There: On Not Finishing
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What happens if the stories we tell ourselves about our lives leave us lonely, wrestling with meaning?
This story was funded by our members. Join Longreads and help us to support more writers. Devin Kelly | Longreads | September, 2020 | 16 minutes (4,304 words) Read more by Devin Kelly! Check out his first Longreads essay “ Running Dysmorphic ” and his second, “ What I Want to Know of Kindness .” I started to come apart sometime after midnight. I was cold, shiver-sweating, and shuffling alone on my 35th two-mile lap around a farm 40 miles west of Savannah, Georgia. I’ll back up in a second, and offer some context. But, for now, let’s remember the loneliness, and the absurdity. Let’s remember th
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