Sitting on the rocks of the bow

Its a good day when you can step out of society, in a big city.


I sat on the rocks last night, of the Bow River, watching the water pass.

I didn't have any agenda, but to sit there and be, as only human beings can do, as we all know we are not human doings. I think some people forget to just be...

I talked, listened, hummed, watched, laughed. I laughed at him as the mice scurried around, all sporadic and unpredictable.

We sat in silence as the beaver swam by, seemingly oblivious to our presence, and proceeded to snack on the shrubs less than 10 feet away from us. We watched, in silence, giggling at the absurdity of it.

I am lacking some serious sleep, but in the end, when I reflect on it all, it was worth it.