Run

Once again, I have the urge to grab my towel and run....to leave this hell behind and run free with the white birds along the first stretch of the path, then the water and occasional boat and the spot with sand under a bridge.....people fishing. The fork between ponggol park and ponggol proper and finally my favorite rest spot on the sit-up bench. Where normally my tears would have been dried by the wind and my heart soothed by nature.