Your Messages - Theme for Day 13
On the map of my life I have coloured in a long, blue river. It runs underground in places, forcing its way through rock, but ahead, always, the open sea.
My response:
The Grand Canyon's an awe inspiring place. One tiny river carving its way through rock - a sliver here, a micron there. Down the millenia. I need to explore its depths.
For once, I thought of a second response based on the map part of the theme:
I've no compass, or map. The signposts are worn, indistict, confusing. I've no guide, so muddle through my life as a consequence. The shining horizon beckons - promising a better future.
On the windowsill, November 2025
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