run on

I have written about January 7 2004 before and if you want to read about more about what happened that day you can read it here:

pollution

It should be enough to say there was no electricity that morning and I felt a wealth of peace wash over me as I went outside.  I felt a similar peace as I walked home from dinner tonight.  Similar in that the city is so quiet on Friday nights.  It was not similar in that I was not alone the whole time, but that too was quite comfortable.  If I may say it this way:

I was once a stone mason.  I was rather skilled at my work.   Even now my works stand strong in the harshest of environments.  I had even built a reputation of highly  respected quality.  I made walls.  For the most part they were boundary markers, but there was the occasional need for something of more significant resistance.  It was of great import to me that my work be smooth on all sides.  For the most part, I succeeded.

I learned a great deal about construction during this season in my life and walls are still being built.  I must admit that I am challenged with the new horizon I am working toward.  I have been commissioned to build a bridge.  While there are many transferable skills, the end result will be so vastly different.

I am filled with an onslaught of rapid fire questions, yet this peace is a consistent motif with in the movement of this piece.   He's got the upper hand in this with this mind set, my ears wet or other I'm free to plug on  I grab this sentence and run on because and key both mean the same.  We can tame these tigers and take their stripe, they wipe clean off when you use the write cloth.  Oh some time has gone by but so much more to go! I wait for his time to be on...
and I'll grab the sentence and run on...