In our world today, especially if you live in the United States, it's easy to be so caught up in the proverbial Rat Race that you forget to take a break. I don't mean kicking back of an evening, melted in front of the TV, or prowling the Internet reading posts from friends and the latest news brouhaha. I don't mean a Stay-cation, where you
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I miss my parents summer house where I would sit on the bluff and just absorb the light and air and sounds.
And walking where one is not focused on the end of the walk and is just surrounded bu the feel of the ground underfoot, and the feel of the passing air and the various scents.
I walked that beach for two miles one inky black night when the only light came from an occasional luminescent jellyfish at the waters edge. I learned that I could know where I was from the sounds the feel of the beach and that I could feel where bulkhead walls were without touching them.
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Before bottle recycling night walking could be really hazardous. Got a gigantic cut in the foot through my sneaker sole back in my teenage years. It was amazing how quickly the amount of broken glass on the beach decreased.
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But we make a new plan and keep going.
I'm pretty sure that I'll live forever . . . Right?
Bran
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We keep going.
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