A rotting bridge is a bit like my life...
I was walking today... I had been trying to resist my urge to get out of the house all day because it was so damned hot out but when I finally went outside it was just perfect... The sun was starting to set and it was cooler, there was even a nice cool breeze. Just goes to show you what could happen if you just go with your instincts.
It's strange... I walk everyday now. One way or another I go for a walk. I suppose it's healthy for me but what I really do it for is the time to think. I just slip on my headphones, zone out, and I walk. I know the path perfectly and I know the towns traffic. I even know the boards on the bridge well enough to not have to look to see the rotting or broken ones. Gods forbid I ever slip.
I slipped today. I got a little to caught up in my daydreams I guess and I accidentally stepped on a rotten board and a peice broke off. My foot went through the spaces between the wood. Needless to say it scared the shit out of me but then as I was hauling my foot out of the broken wood I had to ask myself why and I really couldn't answer.
I think that scares me more than the thought of falling off the bridge.
It's strange... I walk everyday now. One way or another I go for a walk. I suppose it's healthy for me but what I really do it for is the time to think. I just slip on my headphones, zone out, and I walk. I know the path perfectly and I know the towns traffic. I even know the boards on the bridge well enough to not have to look to see the rotting or broken ones. Gods forbid I ever slip.
I slipped today. I got a little to caught up in my daydreams I guess and I accidentally stepped on a rotten board and a peice broke off. My foot went through the spaces between the wood. Needless to say it scared the shit out of me but then as I was hauling my foot out of the broken wood I had to ask myself why and I really couldn't answer.
I think that scares me more than the thought of falling off the bridge.