A KNIGHT MOVE ou l'Émergence De la Chrysalide

grabbing misses it/never say never

I am always. I say ALWAYS surprised at the number of realities that exist out there. We walked looking for the sun. We walked at a good pace, it reminded me of my youth when walking with my papa, the back of my calves would hurt from trying to keep up. Only now I am a grown woman and I can walk fast. We were walking like this dodging the trees zigzagging at quite a pace when we came upon a BOG, and found the sun. We startled two hunters, leaning against their huge long carabines, waiting in vain for ducks. As we walked away from the small talk, my perspective of us changed, seeing "us" from the outside, we could have looked like we were running from the law. The image seemed so funny in my head. In the middle of nowhere running from the law. The night was coming in by increments making each step a little darker. I asked John about all these people who had once upon a time been in my life and who had made an impression on me. Iit dawned on me as dusk made its way, just how interconnected we all are no matter what. And as in love it has little to do with all the misgivings we encounter and more to do with this strange ebb and flow that continues on as we live and die. I feel more humble and ready to die today.