I walked today on a street called “Settled.” The early sun cast long shadows across the road. Houses were tidy with manicured lawns and decorative flags. Birds tweeted busily among the bushes and trees. A light breeze brushed my cheek. It felt good to be on Settled Street today.
Sometimes I walk on other streets–like a street called “Anxious.” That street has many alleys where you can get lost: alleys like worry, hurry, fear, frustration, fatigue. I try to avoid Anxious Street as often as possible, but sometimes find myself there anyway. I wonder if I’ll wander onto it today?
Another street is called “Hurtle.” That street can be downright dangerous. It’s pace is frantic. People and objects zoom around, sometimes colliding. There’s no room for distracted thoughts or activities if you want to safely traverse this street. Hit the gas–oops, stand on the brake, swerve, beat the light, push…
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