To see something new, you must cross a bridge. For coming from what you know to the other side is the journey to something new.
It was Suggles’s idea. To go check out the state park. I was like, oh whatever. I had a rowdy day yesterday, so whatever. Some restful spinning might do the trick.
That is where you usually find me. Tagging along with someone’s hair brain idea just because I am exhausted from something I did the day before. When I have enough gumption, I am usually off to play in an activity that no one wants to join in on.
So there I am … going with the flow. And then it hits me. Wow, this is living. Why do I hurt myself to miss a relaxing day like this?
I get ripped from my wonderful stupor so I could take part in a discussion on where we are and where we are going. My reply is, “whatever, just being out here with you is all I need”.
“Ah, that’s sweet”
Yea, today I crossed that bridge. I have crossed many bridges. Tomorrow I’ll forget where I am and go searching again.