Day 24, 98 words

Rufaa to Sennar, 156 km

It doesn’t matter.
It doesn’t matter if we sleep too long.
It doesn’t matter if we’re slow.
It doesn’t matter if we stop to breath.
Or smile. Or simply pause.

It doesn’t matter.
It doesn’t matter if we’re thirsty.
It doesn’t matter if we fall.
It doesn’t matter if our tires are fat.
Or thin. Or in between.

None of that all matters.
It matters not at all.
Because I got you. And you got me.
And all that truly matters is
that we matter to the other.
Come! We’ll get through this together,
or not at all.

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