Historic

         I had missed it before, the layout of this little place in this often overlooked area. History and progress begin speaking as I pass by the old architecture, the new architecture, and this surprising blend of the two in such a place as this. Looking. Wondering. Listening to what is clearly speaking to me now that didn’t before in the old town with a long history.

         Quiet, yet occasionally active. Life still carried on in this tiny town of such history and age. Time failed to stop it’s mysterious influence as it would not remain silent; for it still had much to say. Here in the old there was life both young and aged with great impact that was being empowered. “What was it that changed it all?”, I kept wondering. “Why did the once quiet town now seem to spring to life, even awaken from some long slumber that went on for far too long?”, I further questioned. I looked around in passing and continued to investigate this deep awakening not seen before in past travels through. The man mowing a block or two over, gray hairs that do not escape my notice, nor his effort to try and simply maintain what he has been given: a homestead of his own. I witness others passing through, and see the congregated masses of everyday people at the nearest cafe. I have seen these towns before, but this time I saw new life in looking further. I saw new ways springing up through the old ways of building from what was new and now in a place call historic. The calm yet active little town and it's surprising environment gives me pause beyond that time and day. It still makes me wonder something: that in our hurried world where stopping isn't an option that maybe life is about being intentional instead of rushed.

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