Walking to Paris

I am walking to Paris. It is a long walk, but I enjoy it. The scenery continuously changes and is never boring. I have passed some familiar areas but most are new. One week I was in the mountains climbing down a cliff face, the next I was in suburbia. I have gone through forests, over rivers, under highways, and along sidewalks. I have walked miles.

The walk has been filled with words, symbols and silence. Some words are more formal, some are sarcastic, words none the less. Words have gotten to know me and words have described me, and through words I have been able to express my feelings along the way.

I haven’t been traveling alone. In fact the trip is as much for her as for me. We travel together. We talk, we laugh, we don’t know what to expect but we walk. We have walked for miles now. We wandered over railroad tracks, climbed to mountain tops, and have even gotten lost.

The stars have been our entertainment. It doesn’t matter where we are we can always see them. Car hoods, rusty chairs, warm asphalt, along darkened streets and grass banks. The stars are there. On cloudy nights they have reassured us with there twinkling light made visible through small holes in the grays above us.

We have grown from strangers, to acquaintances, friends to more. We grow and it seems as though the miles shrink. Miles that once seemed endless are now enjoyable. They are enjoyable for the sounds, the sights, the feelings, but mostly the company.

Company that makes me think, lets me express, helps me grow, and simply understands. Understands where I come from, understands how it feels, understands the discomfort, but believes it is for a reason. A reason for hurt, for solitude, for life, for health, a reason for everything.

There are many miles ahead, and many obstacles that lie in wait. There are things that will be harder then others. We focus on where we are now, not getting ahead of ourselves. One step at a time, one foot after the other, left and then right, right then left. We are walking. We are walking to Paris.