On The Way
Published May 18, 2009 | 
You can see their shadows / Wandering off somewhere
They won’t make it home / But they really don’t care
They wanted the highway / They’re happy there today
- fastball
Roaming around the Madison lakes in the Cetus on Saturday reminded me how much I like to just paddle. I don’t mean the exploration, see new lands or hang with friends sort of paddling, but the head down, zoned out, mindless, meditative sort. Sometimes it doesn’t matter where you are going only that you are on your way to somewhere else. It doesn’t matter where somewhere else is or what you left or even if you are on course. That’s not really important. It’s simply that you are in motion. Often I find peace is resides in the places in between.
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