I was doing my regular training run tonight and found myself veering off into my old high school parking lot to do rounds of the track. There's nothing quite like running that track again and having flashbacks of high school gym classes out on the field. I huffed and puffed again like I did running time trials all those years ago.

After my run, I sat down on the football field and looked up into the sky. The sun was just setting and to my right was a beautiful blue. To my left was an orangey-pink sky.

My mind drifted off into so many memories of that field. I had many conversations on the hill behind the field. I had kisses and cuddles. I watched drive in movies from afar on that hill...not that we could hear it, but we could see the screens from there. I watched football games, I partook in the school events out there...so many memories.

And as I looked into the sky I thought about all I didn't know then. All of the things I didn't know about myself and all of the things I didn't know about the world. And yet I acknowledge all of the things I have learned since then. I have so much more to go and the unknown is still just as unknown as it was all those years ago that I sat on that field thinking.

I miss that quiet place. I miss that thinking place.