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Under My Boots

Walking back to my car just now, I looked down and saw the texture of the concrete underfoot.

Maybe it caught my eye because of the way the setting sun made its porous pocks pop. I’m not sure, but the ground just seemed more substantial than usual.

That‘s when I remembered, the first step to anywhere on earth is right there, under your feet, wherever you are now.

Sure, you can take that thought as motivation to get moving, but sometimes—just sometimes—maybe we should all consider that where we are is already pretty great, even if only for its textures.

I was on my way somewhere today when, suddenly, I realized that I was already somewhere. That’s why I stopped and posted this.

I will be pondering this for a while.

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