One stretch of my walk is over a bridge that is actually closed to traffic, because it's not safe to drive on. Is it safe to walk on? Hell if I know! But I do it anyway.
A million terrifying thoughts go through my mind as I'm walking across it, but at the same time, it's kind of peaceful. It's just off the highway, and it's in a spot that isn't surrounded by houses or cars. You can hear the wind blowing and the leaves rustling, and for a second your forget where you are. It's probably one of my favorite parts of my day.
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