I’m walking down a trail, the concrete is hard beneath my feet. I feel my legs moving me forward. I cross back and forth from the sidewalk to grass, grass to sidewalk, sidewalk back to grass, then back to the sidewalk, when I pass by people. I’ve realized most walk in clusters, uncertain of what day it is or how they got outside. I simmer my frustration with compassion, and continue to focus on feeling my body move forward as the sun falls on my neck. We’re all a little lost right now.
Kelly Severseike 