Someone asked me recently about great moments on my trip in 2013.
This was one of those. I began the morning walking out of a motel room, pushing my jogging stroller full of supplies and equipment. I ended the day at the Alanreed Travel Center. I checked in, situated everything, and walked around outside for a few minutes. About 70 feet from the door of my room is a drop off. Standing there looking north, you see far. Route 66 is just a few feet away and Interstate 40 is parked next to it. I went back in and rested.
Darkness took over. I could hear a breeze. I walked out to the edge of the cliff. It was dark but I knew what was in front of me. The wind was blowing and the temperature was just right.
I felt calm, lonely and sad. I knew what I missed and knew it would never be again. I was content somehow. I lived right then, right there, and I was okay.
A POST FROM THE PAST
After posting the above I looked to see what I had posted about this before. I copied it and pasted it. Feelings then and feelings now. I love being human and being me.