Daily story, December 29, 2024

I decided I would walk around the field: a bit of fresh air and movement, while I worked out what to do about it all. I thought and thought, until my troubled soles had dug out a great furrow that I walked along the bottom of. Until I had uncovered tree roots nad ancient coins and creatures hiding from the winter. By the time I had worked it all out, the hole was too deep to climb out of. All I could do was keep walking around in circles.