Monday, September 29, 2014
Or maybe the solitude had made time seem to stretch out in both directions. He didn't have an answer.
But, they were back. Still quite distant, but back. He woke up the next morning and went through the day in the usual way, putting significant miles under his heels, but he couldn't shake that dreadful feeling...
And he wondered, not for the first time, Does anything ever really change?
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
Which is what he did.
There was enough room for his tent and a small fire pit alongside the trail. And, if anyone were to come along, that's just how it would have to be, him sleeping soundly, defenselessly...