Thoughts to share with Mary.
I went to one of my favorite places yesterday afternoon. A river where you can walk along gravel shores bordered by willow trees. A very quiet place with other people only very rarely seen. The river was running slowly but was clear. I stopped and watched the reflections of ripples washing across the river bed under the bright sunlight. The reflections are intensely bright, born from where the ripples have concentrated the light of the sun. They move fast, effortlessly over the sand and stones. Somewhere beneath those ripples are the people you come across upon forums such as these. Somewhere where they are real.
I failed to keep my New Year's resolution before I even made it.
23-Mar-2017 01:48:30