embracing resistance

i wouldn't make my way to the treadmill. so, i took a walk in the park. the track was empty, except for a woman taking pictures of a blooming white flower tree. she affirmed for me my ongoing thought that it may be time to leave this city--she too has discovered her art and thinks there is more elsewhere. i love my present space, but am not attached to it.

1 comment:

The Pseudo-Independent said...

Disturbing, and yet I find myself hungry after reading that. I'm going to have to sate my own carnivorous appetite with some lady fingers.