Last night was a hard night for me. The situation between my mother and father is really taking a toll on me. Luckily the rain has seem to take a break here in Florida in the last couple of days and the need of Canoes or Kayaks have not been need, and so I was able to go for a run… a long therapeutic/spiritual run.
There is something so comforting in running. It is the only time in which I can tune into me and only me, no one can bother me, no one can ask me a question, no one to judge me, no one to make any decisions for me. I can formulate my ideas, workout problems, and day dream without limits.
Yesterday I found my self with a butterfly trying to stay with me as I ran. I laid in the freshly cut grass under a tree. There was a soccer game going on and I sat and watched as parents cheered for their kids, and the older kids yelled at one another as they played.
It was the most calm I have been in a while, and then I saw the time… this Cinderella had to go back before she turned into a pumpkin. Till next time.