I thought something dangerous.

I thought about what I've lost this year.

About the things I'll never see again.

While I was in Iraq, I read the Lord of the Rings. There was one passage where it said something like, "they left, and never passed that way again." It was so final.

As I was walking the track tonight, I thought about that. About how great the air smelled, especially with some crackling maple tree leaves underneath my feet. About the feeling of fall.

How I'd never have that feeling again.

How I'd never go around that track, with that smell of fall, and the crackling of leaves underneath my feet again.

And I thought about the people, who mean so much more to me, than a moment like this.

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author: John Stansbury
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