I stood before the destination. The studio. All feelings besides joy melted away in my hands. This was it. I could feel my heart racing. I knew that somewhere in that building my true destination - Rolli - resided. My eyes were locked on the studio. I ran with all my passion, gasping for air in every waking moment. My entire life - everything that has occurred before this - disappeared. All that mattered was this. Rolli. My running was stopped. Pain returned.
