I still can't put into words how utterly calm and serene I felt that very late afternoon, at about the age of 11 or 12. Outside. Alone. Literally no one in sight. I was in a field, by a very little, very shallow frozen pond. Under one of only a very, very few trees in the field. Cloudy, overcast. Very late autumn, maybe it was winter. Very chilly. I had some ice skates with me. I ice skated on the pond a bit. And I just sat there a long while, too. Just being. Not seeing the sun going down, but feeling it go down, under the beautiful gray clouds. That's all I can say -- just a collection of some adjectives and phrases but those hours, and how I felt, still remain with me. I'm grateful.
This post was edited by WelbyQuentin at June 20, 2020 8:41 PM MDT
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