Day 3,434—I see you Fox—

        I thought it was a dog the first time I saw it running away from me. When I didn’t see an owner and got a second look at it, I noticed how low it was to the ground. I was still convinced it was a young dog, but when it didn’t approach me, it continued to run away and was alone. The fox was happy being alone, not scared as other animals can appear. Dogs seem nervous when they are out on their own. 

        I was hoping to get some video of the fox, but I missed it each of the three times I saw it, only being able to get a picture of one of the spots where the fox had just been. 

I had an idea why I was running: I should start compiling stories of significant moments in my life while I can still remember them. I don’t know how I would want to share them, if ever, but I think it is important that I engage in reflecting on my life through moments. I want to do this, but where should I begin?