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Day Eleven #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

I went with my gut. Really a strong feeling or impression that I should persevere for the long haul and stick with my original sighting.

It took all day to circumvent the blocked roadways, defaulting to the narrower paths and byways.

I found a lonely passage through which I could actually see the bridge at the farther end. I struck out at a swift pace, but as I neared my goal that pace slackened and the loneliness turned to dread.

I’m not sure how it happened or when, it was as though I turned away for¬† moment and when I turned back, I was underground. Still, the bridge remained in sight despite this.

I emerged at the bridge in darkness.

About rwoz2

Poet, historian, writer for stage and screen. Responder to Jesus (Romans 5:8)

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