I walk in the state park. It gives me solace. It almost connects to the spiritual.
There is a woman. She keeps passing me as she runs. We always exchange words.
It's like a dream. I shouldn't keep running into her. The park is big. I can walk without seeing anybody. But, I have seen her about eight times.
I want her to stop and whisper a secret to me. I imagine that she has one to tell me. I want her to be my guardian angel. Maybe she is. I would be her angel, but I know I'm not.
I once said to her that it was amazing that our paths keep crossing. She said it might be fate.
But, she never stops. We never say more than a few words as she runs past.
She remains a mystery. If you have a secret to share, please tell me.
