Deep

Great day for a country run.....no hills, no watch, no worries.
A year ago I met a friend for a run on an early Sunday am. It was foggy and a bit misty, it could've been pouring and I da still gone. Just friendly conversation and joking, but I had butterflies the whole time. Only 2 runs since then, despite the frequent invitations.
The friendship remains, to what capacity I'm unclear. Realizing things may never go back is hard to swallow.
Time will tell, but waiting is tough.
Life's not a light switch you can turn on and off. Sometimes I wish it was.