Tuesday, February 14, 2012

a crossing

This morning the view across the water is dark teal, a little muddy, maybe silver here and there. I've stood at a ferry dock before, stood on the deck of the ferry, rumbling with huge engine power, and understood: the shoreline ahead will change me. Fact. No doubt. And I'm choosing to move right into whatever I will be, after the crossing.

Today I meet with someone from Bud Clark Commons who will answer questions, show me around. Today I head into change.

Have a sweet Valentine's.

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