Day 13: Two Conversations

     I didn’t want to go to Stanley Park today.

     “Ah man, long day, I really don’t want to go out again to the seawall,” I said.

     No kidding, don’t go, no one will know.

     "And it’s 6:30, I’m starving,” I said.

     Totally, stay in, have a nice dinner.

    “And it’s hard enough committing to one thing 30 days, I’ve done two. Stanley Park and writing,” I said.

     Oh ya, so forget the park tonite, just write, that’s good enough.

     “Ok, I can just explain how tired I am and everyone will understand,” I said.

     Of course, after a thirteen hour work day, take it easy, you deserve it, you don’t even have to write.

     I wrestled with my mind for the next 90 minutes, made excuses and justified why I didn't have to go to Stanley Park. Back and forth. Back and forth. I could have gone, walked and been home again in that time.

     And then ...

     “Hey, wait a minute. You’re sneaky. You’re pretending to be my best friend. But you always keep me from doing what my heart wants. I’m going to the park," I said.

     Well, you can if you want but the bridge might be busy due to Grey Cup traffic

     “Ok, we’ll see, I am going to the park,” I said.

     Monty and I arrived in Stanley Park and walked on the seawall for about forty-minutes. My pace was slow.

     But my mind was quiet too. And that allowed my heart to speak.

     Are you glad you came?

     Yes. Yes I am.

     Isn’t it great to fulfill a commitment to yourself?

     Hell yeah.

     Good, remember this feeling.

     I will.

     And, I will sleep well tonite.
 


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