A class apart

a difficult choice to make


If I could take a class for free it would be a class apart.

I would like to take lessons, which are a dream. The teachers teaching you to have a visual, then plan the achievement of that visual. The path to tread, the price to pay. Is it worth it? The people that I walk with, the memories I carry along.

When the class is done it would be a new country with artefacts of my creation. Tales of my achievements, odes to my short comings.

Until then I tread the known path, lingering at signposts posted by travellers before me. Revealing the storm that whizzes by, getting euphoric at the dew that dampens the grass and gazing at the horizon for that distant teacher to call.

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