Another Follower

It was yesterday when I was so worried if you did something "stupid" to yourself. It was yesterday when I cried my heart out and wanted to check on you. It was yesterday when I visited the garden for the first time.. just by myself.

There is a shell of a snail that I have had for years, and I always carry it with me. I like the metaphors of "snail" - slow and steady, small and strong, resilient. I used to patiently watch them slowly moved across the backyard after a rainny night. I enjoyed it again and did not think it was a waste of time. I observed and enjoyed thinking when looking at another life - from a human life to nature (I do believe that even trees and rocks have souls - not in a sense of souls like we have)

At the area behind that wooden house, where I put the shell of the snail down and took a picture, there was a guy (a European guy) walking toward my direction as I was trying to take a picture of the shell. He walked pass me to the right and then he stopped.. just lingered around. I wondered: "Why do you keep lingering? Please keep walking. I feel uncomfortable." I finally got up and walked away. He saw me and smiled at me.

I think I was rude by not smiling back. I kept looking at my messages to you. He followed..

I thought: "You had all the time to walk that way when I was taking pictures.. why do you just suddenly walk this way as I walk this way too? Don't tell me this is another situation of asking for phone numbers. Sorry, no phone numbers to strangers." I must know someone really well before I give out my phone numbers unless it's someone important, work-related .. *you* were the only exception.. You will forever be my only exception (I will write about the only exception later).

I tried to walk a different path.. He knew that it would be very obvious if he walked down that path with me. He looked at me from afar as I touched the trees, rocks that you might touch one day.

He waited for me to come up. I waited for him to leave. I think he really wanted to say "hi" and start a conversation. I really wish you were there laughing with me.. like a friend (I dont have any preference because I really know you have complications in life).
Another Follower.
by The Gardener in Fairy Tales January 11, 2022