Gentle Rain

Time is a passage of space, continuous and non-linear. When you travel through time you, or at least parts of you, move through time. Think like you are on a stationary bike… Your legs and feet move like mad trying for the unobtainable goal of travelling some distance, but the friction belt slips around a fly wheel giving resistance instead of distance.

A good workout no doubt, but really?!? YOU GET NO WHERE!!! Your physical start and end point are the same, but you have shed calories getting nowhere as real work was performed. That’s my mental state right now, shedding calories walking around GTA with my fifty pound pack, but not really getting anywhere.

Since leaving home I’ve lost my wallet leaving me with no ID, credit cards, or debit cards to my name. I’ve overcome the struggles associated with that so far, but last night I came to the conclusion that I would need my licence and Birth Certificate to enrol in the Seaman Training course I need to get a job on a Canadian vessel.

I will make it to England… but now have been left to rethink, turning my stationary wheels and getting nowhere but still gaining strength. I thought the strength I gained on this voyage would just be a continuance of what I endured in Winnipeg, but really perseverance has turned to resilience and I’m getting by fine.

Homelessness is really camping…. Family is extended to other tramps I meet along the way… People have been SO generous with help that I can hardly but think of them as familiar friends. I’m here for about a month and a half, I reckon, so I’ll get into the settling mode and wait out the ID thing. I decided last night that I have much to gain and little to loose by continuing my journey.

Without idle wheels I will once again seek my path and readjust to surroundings just like Darwin said I would in order to survive. The soothing rain of last night dropped gently upon my body like a second baptism as I lay huddled on a concrete bench thinking how to approach the ugly monster of regaining ID outside of Manitoba.

Published by Robert LT Jonasson

I have one novel being edited, 5 more flushed out, 56 short stories, and 530 poems. Please take the time to explore and get to know me through my writing.

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