One Apple A Day #670 - footprints
Last Friday morning I went walking on the beach. The air was chilly, as you would expect on a late winter morning after a stormy night. But the sun was finding its way through the clouds, opening up large patches of deep blue sky.
The sand, dark and firm for the rain of the days before, gave way beneath my feet, leaving a long trail of perfect footprints behind me. I notice how many different traces were visible on the shore. Footprints of all sizes, shapes and depth. Some neat, others messy. Some perfectly aligned on a long and straight invisible line. Others scattered around without order. Some part of a solitary walk, others involved in long conversations.
Each one revealing a unique story. A human story.
Until the sea or the rain, wipe the canvas for new stories.
I kept observing all those signature left by other human beings, while I was leaving my trace.
Thinking that we all leave a unique mark on this world.