I Run and Run and I Run

Boston was me realizing the unknown wasn't a boarder keeping me in. The world will never tell you to go where you have not yet gone. That desire must be cultivated internally. I didn't know that i look back on snake pond road a sacred graut, as a lanch pad to everything that would come next. Every street, sidewalk and path is part of a stor and sometimes we don't understand until we look back at the cha. We don't get it until we have the luxury of hindse. To be ready, because life's winters don't always wait until after fall to show up atdoor doors.