Sometimes those walks are late at night/early in the morning.
It's even better if it's snowing or raining.
I walk to the voices of James Taylor and Carole King.
Sometimes I find myself in the cemetery.
The rain hits my face, mixing with the tears, making it impossible to tell which belong to the sky and which are mine.
And then I come around a corner...
And see things that remind me it will all be ok.
I read this every time...
I walk.
Sometimes for an hour and a half.
I think of the things I wish were different.
The things I want to stay the same.
The things I regret and the things I hope for.
The things and people I miss.
I think. I cry. I pray. I learn.
I can't wait for next time.
Sometimes for an hour and a half.
I think of the things I wish were different.
The things I want to stay the same.
The things I regret and the things I hope for.
The things and people I miss.
I think. I cry. I pray. I learn.
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