I finally got myself out of bed early enough to go for a run and I am so happy that I did.
I had no idea where I was going or where I would end up… I just went.
I kept finding myself going down paths with dead ends.
But, I was always pleased and surprised with where they ended.
Sometimes they led straight up to peoples houses or barns…
But most of the time, I ended up in a field or looking at the most beautiful views…
I even found myself standing in front of this San Cresci church – that I later found out was built in the 12th century, but there has been a church there since 400AD.
But, one of the things I loved seeing most… was probably the most looked over.
I came across a fork in the road and had the chance of continuing the well-beaten path I was on or turning left down a path that had been grown over. With a little bit of inspiration coming from Robert Frost and my subconscious screaming “the road not taken” that’s where I found myself running towards. I thought about turning around when I got short of breath, but decided to go a little further.
I ended up reaching a small abandoned house.
I stopped to take a look and noticed a beautiful rose bush growing into the broken window.