THE leaves crunched under my boots, until they didn’t. We were now in complete sync and they had turned into a silent companion that would never forsake me. Unlike the rest of the world.
I had been walking for hours. Or was it days? It no longer mattered. All that mattered was that I had been able to get away; away from the torment of living together and being utterly, desperately alone.
Where am I headed to? I will know, eventually. Time will tell, point me to the right direction.
Right now I am happy to just keep on walking. And, for the silent company of the leaves.
What do the leaves have to say? Find out at Saturday Centus