Sometimes the adult life catches me by surprise: the
simplest things. Today is Friday, & I have no plans. As I walked Pickle
around the block, on the way home from the dog park—our usual route—I realized
what a free evening really means.
We reached the corner a block away from the apartment. To my
right, the sound whispered dusk’s light up the street, calling me there. To my
left, home beckoned me in. The rest of the weekend promised free time. What
should I do? Where should I go?
Freedom suddenly struck me as a real thing; I could do
anything, anytime: no questions asked. I could just keep walking; I could go in
& read a whole book. I could just stay in bed. For now, my only purpose is to be.
I do not need to ask permission. I am not a slave to time.
There are no restrictions. Do you feel it? How liberating! We are blessed to
walk the streets & lie in bed & just be.
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