It's all downhill from here

April 25, 2020

I walk the straight and narrow.


Actually, it’s quite wiggly this line I’m following.


It’s not a new sidewalk, but not the worst I’ve seen; and it’s downhill.

But it isn’t easy.


And it’s not a path; how unhelpfully undescriptive. A path is in a wood, or up a mountain, or near a sea. It’s not where I am. 


I trade the buried pipe, or wire, or manic thought, for a white painted line. Maybe I shouldn’t walk so close to a boundary.


Cars speed past.

Bicycles speed past. 

I’m in the slowest lane. 


The crisp air feels nice, and the dusk is so beautiful, but I wonder how long it will take me to reach my destination. 


It’s all downhill from here. 























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