Moving
-My steps make their way through the melting snow. It’s almost gone. Crazy how in the same week it could snow about a foot and a half and then melt all away. My breath no longer freezes before me and and I start sweating as I make my way to that building where I spent most of my day. With each step I take on my own, when my thoughts start to flare, my decisions revisit me and they become more fixed, more concrete. I see a path opening before me and it seems interesting. Not necessarily Kerouac or Rimbaud, […]