She understands the feelings of her students, because she does not expect greatness from them. She can never understand the feelings of her own daughters, because she will always want perfection.
When you’re used to the speed of a fast train,
When you have already overcome the headaches,
The nauseous feelings and tingling sensations,
To find yourself enjoying the rush, the adrenaline,
But then the speed begins to slow down,
As if the engine is losing energy? Fuel?
Is there something blocking the track ahead?
Is the track incomplete?
Or is there something wrong with the train?
Are the passengers unsatisfied?
I wish I never got comfortable.
I forgot every journey has a destination.
When will I arrive?