I went to the lake early this morning.
Rather than lying in bed, dreading another horrible situation about sex, I went to the lake.
Rather than lying in bed, resenting that I had to get the house ready for guests in the afternoon, I went to lake.
This lake is not too far from where I live and it has a wonderful hiking trail that basically follows the edge of the lake. I used to go more often, but I haven’t been in quite awhile.
About a week and half ago, I was in line at the grocery store and a man got into line behind me. His foot was in a cast and, just being friendly, I said, it looks you’re having fun. He took off his sunglasses and he looked familiar to me. Then he said, I know you…..from the lake.
Sometimes when I would go to lake last year, I would see this man there. I have no idea what his name is, but I know some about his kids and his dogs and I know the company he works for. On the other hand, I doubt he knows anything about me! Anyhow, it was kinda interesting to run into him at the store. And that he even remembered seeing me!
There is a train track somewhere near enough to the lake that I can hear the train whistle when the train goes by. I heard it a couple of times this morning and I like that sound.
The lake trail was so beautiful this morning. I love the fall leaves. The greens and yellows and oranges with a little bit of red. Even the brown. And I had it all to myself. It is a public area, but in all the times I’ve gone, altogether I’ve seen only a handful of people.
On a small bridge, I stopped and just tried to take it all in. It was all so beautiful. And I wondered why life couldn’t be like that: just beautiful and simple and peaceful.