Sunday, September 29, 2013


There is a bench near my home that I visit and think about a man that I have never met.

 I do not know for sure why I am drawn to that place, or why I want to stay there when I arrive.

 It is a place that should be filled with sadness, but it brings me peace that I can't explain.

 I think he sits with me when I am there, but I cannot see him.

 Perhaps he is happy that I have come to the place that he last visited.

 Maybe he likes the joy that I carry to this space.


 This bench.

This bench where he sat.

This bench where he sat, and pulled out a gun.

This bench where he sat, pulled out a gun, and ended his own life.

Saturday, September 28, 2013

Six Word Saturday 9/28

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This morning I wanted nothing more than to snuggle back into our bed, but instead I put on my shoes and went out to watch the sun rise.
(so did these people)

A few hours later I took another walk down the street and over the bridge.
It took me 40 minutes to get here.
I was a bit exhausted when I returned home. I still need another 800 steps to hit 20,000, which will give me 10 miles for the day.
I didn't make a goal this year, but I am excited to say that I have already logged 1983 miles for the year.
You may wonder where is my journey to?
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