Gotta love a bridge in the middle of nowhere. It’s coming from nowhere and going to nowhere. It’s nowhere all around… but a rather nice place to be…
-
Follow
Following
Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
Telling tales from around the world
Gotta love a bridge in the middle of nowhere. It’s coming from nowhere and going to nowhere. It’s nowhere all around… but a rather nice place to be…
Titirangi Storyteller 
Gosh, this one stopped me for a while.
Allowed be to breath.
Quietly.
So good to come on and see this.
And remember you!
Beautiful.
LikeLike
We are becoming old friends, Kenny. I like that.
LikeLike
I love bridges to nowhere. Kind of a metaphor for my life, actually.
LikeLike
Funny – I remember responding to this and yet – it’s not here… maybe I just thought of my response in my head without actually typing it down. That happens sometimes…
Anyway, I got to thinking about the metaphor for your life and how some folks might say it was sad or unfortunate (not me!), which got me thinking about the folks who would never bother with a bridge to nowhere or a road that didn’t go somewhere, or a path unbeaten, or an unfamiliar tune, or a book they never heard of by a writer they hadn’t read before… They’ll never dance naked in the rain. And I wouldn’t want to be them, no matter how much success or fame they might have… blecchh!
LikeLike
The bridges to nowhere can be the best kind sometimes. Think of the possibilities of what awaits on the other side. When I first made the comment, I was being negative, but today I see it in an entirely different light, and I agree with you completely.
LikeLike