An afterthought, I guess.
To take a walk under the dark grey sky when I’d decided already against walking today.
A short walk and not at all with purpose or cardio.
If the rain came, we’d not have gone so far.
We stopped at each little grassy spot in the cul de sac entrances.
He buried his nose in the bushes while I followed the sun because it was
lighting up the trees.
The rain never threatened.
Still, slow moving
with intermittent pauses and
catching glimpses of sunlight finding a resting place.
“Don’t force it.” my friend said today
“Just keep moving towards what is you.”