Thoughts Held Open: Second Thought

I noticed, only recently, that for the entire twenty-three years I have lived out here in the country, I have always walked in the same counter-clockwise direction when I loop around the roads near my home.  The other evening, upon starting my walk, I thought I would strike out in the opposite direction.

I left my house with every intention of walking clockwise through the sage and juniper hills, but when I arrived at the deciding intersection, I realized that the familiarity of direction was the point of my walk. 

--Mitchell Hegman