I do not walk, I meander. A luxury not typically part of my morning routine.
The sky is blue and the air cool, but welcoming. My path is filled with choices, large and small. At most of the crossroads I reach, it matters not at all which choice I make, as long as I maintain my general direction in pursuit of my ultimate destination
But even the inconsequential, mundane choice makes all the difference in what I see, feel and experience on the journey.
One way has more art, another more people. This direction is more rugged, that way, a short cut.
Each day, each choice, has opportunities lost and found. Adventure may always be just around the corner.
A found note that escaped the bin catches my interest, and I rescue it from the street.
I’ll read it later.
What did you see?
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