Sunday, October 5, 2014

Up Nort Cabin Inner Dialog. .. Like waaaay "Up-North"

There's an eerie stillness this far North,
densely quiet,
the only sound is of my own footsteps, crunching through the fallen leaves.. Tromping through the dead foliage, vibrantly vivid ...
finally arriving
at the cabin,
finally here,
away from the city & the life we've temporary abandoned..
an escape from it all.
Or is it?
Can you really ever run far enough?
Because wherever you go,

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