220: Breadcrumbs
Some days are breadcrumb days-
the kind of days where you wake up and say,
“God, please lean a little closer
in a not so subtle way today.
I know that you often speak to us through
music and nature and in other
metaphorical matters,
which I most always love,
but today,
if you could get to the point,
if you could be here now,
I would most appreciate it.”
And then you throw off the covers
and you lace up your shoes
and you move out and about in this
big wide world, and lo and behold
the sun feels like magic
and there’s a woman on the subway who laughs so loud
that everyone smiles.
And a toddler blows kisses at strangers
and the barista learns your name
and you realize that there are breadcrumbs
all over the place. As a matter of fact,
they’re almost ankle deep.
Written by Sarah A. Speed // Writing the Good
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