Outside before the world is up (or so it seems). I walk lightly on the damp earth. I feel the warmth as the sun finds it’s way through the trees to me. I wonder where my path will lead me.
Outside before the world is up (or so it seems). I walk lightly on the damp earth. I feel the warmth as the sun finds it’s way through the trees to me. I wonder where my path will lead me.