A Purposeful Meander

The moment came swiftly and unexpectedly, a brief space when life itself was transparent. I didn't know what to make or do with it. I had no roadmap. I had never questioned what living life was because as far as I knew, I was living life. I remember the moment vividly, a lake of fog dissipating in my mind and the world springing to life. The tattered paint of the porch, the warmth of the summer, the rumbling of distant cars in the bustling city. The quietness of the neighborhood giving way ...