Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Take a walk
On a dirt road with trees rising up to obscure the ocean, I decided to walk barefoot instead of taking the old bike with the up handlebars and basket.
I wanted it to take longer. I needed the time on the road before the open beach assaulted me.
Sometimes it isn't even the road less traveled. It isn't even the idea of dialectical movements between point A and point B. It's the long, luxurious walk with nothing else to do but get to where you're going.
Walk with me?