I walk when I can't stand being indoors any longer, when the sun and cold breeze in the window gets too enticing, up against the stale temperature controlled air and manufactured bliss. I walk when I can't handle not walking anymore. It doesn't matter what time of day or night or what the weather's like. So how is it then that I keep running into the same person, in both work and civilian clothes? We recognize each other but have never talked or exchanged names. Why are these people in our lives?
who knows why.
ReplyDeletei don't know who you are or why i read this blog, or why i'm leaving this comment.
just keep walking.