journey

As I was jogging along the mountain trail, I was thinking to myself that I've become a regular. It's like any other club, you get to know the people. A smile, a nod, and an occasional "Hi".

I had started to classify the people I meet as I watched a couple cross the street and walk on to the trail. I took a glance at their faces and passed. And then I stopped. I knew the lady. Quick thought. Parin Dossa! That was it! I though of running in the direction they were walking but I didn't. And I don't really know if I thought I shouldn't disturb her exercise time or my own.

I picked a few berries on the way back thinking of the bears that woke up this year, not to find any food ... having to walk to urban regions ...