Had an absolutely beautiful day for riding today - high 70s, but with a slightly cool feel to the air, gorgeous blue skies sparsely dotted with big white clouds, very little wind... I rode for about 3 hrs total, 1.5hrs to a new-to-me pier in a lakeshore town southwest of me.
I parked in order to walk the pier, but when I got there, it was packed full of beach-goers and people fishing, not a single mask in sight, so I went as far as I dared, then immediately turned back. Disappointing, but not unexpected. I did realize one thing while there though...
Back in my junior year of high school, I attended a church camp that all of my "church-friends" went to (I'd been going for several years, though not because I had an religious beliefs; it was my mother's idea). Anyway, I met a girl there who (I would find out later) lived near the pier I visited today. In fact, a couple of weeks after camp, I visited her. her family was a bit protective & wouldn't let me take her anywhere, so her mother offered to drive us somewhere so we could talk privately but where she could keep an eye on us.
Well, as I was standing on the pier today, I looked to the south pier & realized it was the same one we'd walked & talked on, way back then (it had a very distinct feature to it that I recognized)! Honestly, I still think of that girl every so often, and even had within the last month or so. (I tried once or twice to find her online, but there were no hits for her name anywhere.) No real point to this beyond a sense of pleasant nostalgia, but it was a bit of a surprise, as I hadn't been expecting it.
Might be of interest to note that right away this morning, I had this strong desire to share the day with someone. Obviously didn't happen, but by the end of the evening (maybe an hour or two ago), I also had a strong desire to write a new poem, although about what, I have no idea. That's something new as well, as I don't think I've written anything in... just looked it up, I wrote a single poem 7 years ago, and before that, it was 9 years. Hard to believe it's been that long, considering I used to be quite productive (I've written/published online 86 poems to date).
I do wish I could write again, but writing isn't possible for me without inspiration. Maybe one day, that will happen.
9:00 p.m. - 2020-08-16
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