Sometimes This is How I Feel

I was out for a walk yesterday and as I was walking along a path that crosses an old indian shell mound, I noticed this old, rusted out engine block sitting there. You’ll come across old stuff like this every now and then, where they used to dredge.. or who knows, it could be left from the days when they used to race on the beach here, which is only a few hundred yards away.

All I know, is that this old motor was left to sit and rust away… and sometimes I feel the same way. Not that I feel abandoned or left behind, but sometimes I watch how things are done… how people react and treat others. It makes me feel like I’m just sitting on the side of the trail, watching all the craziness… just rusting away.

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