The cold wind numbed my face but I stayed in place. It might be cold on the ferry deck but the ride and the lake… The precious moments of coming home… I wasn’t about to miss it for the comfort of a warm, brightly lit room on the boat’s interior. I held my place in the upper deck, descending only when docking was completed on the other side.
That was two weeks ago. Today, I’m in the process of packing and moving even further from home. I’m excited for a new adventure while still wishing to savor the final moments of being in this place… Here and now.
I’m also exhausted… So today’s writing is a disjointed exercise… Something to keep me writing, even on off days like today. If you’ve managed to stick with me this far, thanks for reading. If not, no problem. I’m working on more regular content for tomorrow. 😊
Natolie Webb 