Perseverance (100 words)

The future is overwhelming, the list of tasks…insurmountable.  I leave it all behind for a walk, to think, but find myself not thinking at all.  The air is cool, the sky overcast.  A perfect day to escape.

A weed pushes through the impervious surface of the asphalt trail.  Not because it wants to but because it has to.  With a singular purpose to grow, it does.  I walk by but circle back and snap a picture of its effort.

It’s time to get home.  There’s work to do.

 

A lesson learned on a walk.  A lesson learned from a weed.