|Provo River last spring. No green today, but just as peaceful.|
I went for a long walk today along the Provo River.
Sunshine and blue skies made it the perfect day for reflecting and pondering.
I took a notebook along and stopped for awhile to write out some thoughts.
The thoughts turned out to be very random and mostly sentimental,
but one has stuck with me:
The word maybe is used in place of perhaps
without stopping to realize that may
is permission to be.
I'm going to keep pondering that.