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Everyday

The sun was too bright, the sky too blue. I had just stepped outside my door on the way to get some groceries.
Except for now I was not. I had stopped on my top step.
I turned back into my house and grabbed my notebook and pen.
It was time for a walk.
I have on my biggest, most comfortable sweater.

The Woods

There is a patch of wooded area behind my son's school.
The air is fresh today; you cannot smell the city.
The day feels like hometown.
And when I walk into the woods, I know I have been to days like this before.
I remember those days, and I find myself smiling.
I was alone.
And I felt like I was 8 years old for a full two minutes.

I walk through the wide, dirt paths. They are damp and alive, but the mud is not sticking to my shoes. Everything is still so green inside of this large canopy of trees.
Oh, the fairies would frolic for sure today.


I spot a log on my walk, up four feet from the ground, trapped by other wood.
There is no stream.
But I think Dirty Dancing and hop up.
I am not so bad at it. I have done this before. So, I get bored and decide to be a boy.
And I have imagination, so I am not Patrick Swazye.
I have other Adventures.

I decide to sit on a lower log and get to some writing. And I do.
Everyday Random Thoughts.
A child and a mother walk by, talking well together.
I smile but do not notice their conversation. I am busy with my own thoughts.

I am finishing up when a couple walks by. 15 years old. Arms locked together.
She wears a tight, hot pink shirt with no sleeves. Make-up.
His jeans are comfortable, a flannel blue shirt undone with his untucked t-shirt poking out.
I see behind blue eyes when he turns to smile at me. He has warmth.
A good kid.
She wears the 'fuck, where are we going to make-out now?' look.
I smile as I stand, ready to walk anyway.
And that is what I do until I am chilled by the almost autumn day.

I am about to step out of the woods, I look around me. For the briefest of moments, I want to stay here forever, wish Everyday could be like this.
But then I realize it has probably been over an hour.
I have told someone I was going to meet up with them, so I step out of the woods.
Into the sun too bright, the sky too blue.
The grass is still green.
So I sit in it, and let the day warm me.

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