the push and the pull

It's dirty and overcrowded. People are rude and always in a hurry. The roads are packed with traffic and littered with strip malls.

I hate the way it makes me feel. It isn't remotely close to being right for me, but it is "right for right now." 

This morning, I didn't wake up on my own. At the bottom of the stairs lay the reminder of why I am here...and it makes me feel guilty for wishing I could be somewhere else. 

I live each day with the push and the pull.

So I will walk the Batona Trail again...I will walk the AT to Sunfish Pond again...I will walk on the fire road where I won't see another person for hours and pretend that I am anywhere but here.