Rejuvenation

Walking down the long, dusty road between Lakefield and Subway's.
Had lots of time to think in the August heat.
Cicadas chittering all around me.  I accidentally punt one as there's so many on the ground.
It voices its displeasure, and flies off.
The birds offer their opinion of the distracted and pondering girl in the beige cargos and black tank top.
The cars rush past oblivious - though my mind races faster than them.

I was able to observe a tiny black snake, watching me with little jewel eyes.
It hurried quickly away - I think I offended it.
I walk past the cornfields and the farmer's stand, and make a mental notation to stop on my return.
I continue; anticipating my soda - the main reason for my travels.
I can almost hear the 'pffft' of it opening - condensation running down.
It's just within my reach, as the Subway is very near now.

I finally get my soda - regular Pepsi; and it's everything I hoped for.
I don't care that my face is red, and I'm sweating buckets.
These people don't even know what a walk is anymore - so hung up with their contraptions of technology.
I start to make my way back home - invigorated by my sweet carbonated water.
I stop by the stand, and get a fresh peach - "just picked off the trees today!" the lady boasts.
With a grin on my face, and peach juice dripping, I depart.

The last leg of my journey is delightful.
My troubles must have mixed in with my sweat - and both pour out.
I feel like a new person.
I leave my peach pit on the ground for a little critter to find.
Pick up the day's mail, and sit down to tell my legacy to you....