Even Walls Fall Down
I will tell tales of your compassion
We kept going, rain slickers and general wetness making it hard to determine if there was still crying happening. But happiness was absent. A reset was needed. A decision was made to forgo a push forward, potentially miss some sights, but attempt a game changing nap. This wasn’t just a nap to extinguish exhaustion; no, this was about the need for a total reset.
And it worked. A nap was consumed, we awoke to pleasant weather and, more importantly, mutually pleasant attitudes. Refreshed, excited, and ready to go, it was as if the negative elements of the morning had never happened. We walked to a beautiful park, watched the comings and goings of hoi polloi.
We decided never to speak of the calamity of the morning’s events again, unless it was broadcast via post to thousands and thousands of TND readers and put on the internet to live forever. [Ed. note: Come on, Hen, thousands and thousands? Technically you’re not wrong, but I’d encourage you to be a little more forward-thinking — on a long enough timeline, we’re clearly in the millions. Please note that these words do not put this piece over 250 words, though even if they did, I assert founder’s rights!]