Day 3084 —Last Day of September— with a PICTURE SUNRISE in COLORADO III

I wish there was fewer cars on the road, so I would only hear the sounds of my steps and my breathing through my nose. 

I wish I could break myself into a dozen parts, so I could lead a dozen lives and report back to myself to figure out what to do. 

When I am running, all I want to do is run. When I am teaching all, I want to do is teach. When I am with my daughter, all I want to do is be a father. If only there was more time.