As the trains whisked by, the cobblestone road became empty enough for me to be able to stand in the middle. This road was just outside the Portland Saturday Market located under an overpass.
Not necessarily for this photo, but it makes me contemplative…
“It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure,
to embrace the new.
But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful.
There is more security in the adventurous and exciting,
for in movement there is life,
and in change there is power.”
Still, change doesn’t come easy though.