334 consecutive days. Like in a row. Cove Island Park morning walk. Dark Sky app reports 93% cloud cover. Hmmmm. 37° F, winds down. Well, that’s Something.
I inhale, hamstring biting. I ease into the front seat. There was a day, not so long ago, that getting into the front seat of the car was an unconscious act. Today, not so much. Melissa Febos: What If The Pain Never Ends? “I understand that it will return, in one form or another, and that I will need the care of others, and I am determined, when that time comes, to meet it with gratitude and grace.”
Cr*p. No. I highly doubt that Me will show up. That Me ain’t here Today.
I snap a few shots at Cove Island (to keep the streak alive), and head to Calf Pasture Beach Park in Norwalk. The new Inspiration Point.
I pull into the park parking lot, normally empty. A small crowd building under a large tent. What’s This? Crowding into my time and space? Ahhh, yes, Easter Service.
I steer wide of the gathering parishioners, like I might be sucked into an unstoppable power of God-vortex and his Believers. Continue reading “Walking. With: “You thought I was worth saving…””
