As I drove through the wonderland of ice and snow clinging to every limb and bush, I passed Wright Lane.
My mind immediately said. “Wrong” wanting to play the opposites game.
I love you.
ART: "On a Winter Day" 2018
Opposite of tree? What?
There is no opposite of tree.
Technically the answer could be “no tree.”
I pondered this for a while and then
realized,
I was doing something that made no difference,
something that brought me no joy,
something that provided no revelations.
I was wasting the moment.
The NOW.
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