I wander around town and stop at a park. It’s calming to walk through trails and shadows from trees. It’s like every ounce of weight on my shoulders are released when I go there. I feel free here. I sit on a bridge and meditate, cutting off toxic memories. I climb up the poles that connect the bridge together not caring about the cars that pass by while I walk on the iron beams with arms stretched out for balance. I’m doing this feeling at peace, fearless of falling from the top of the bridge. I do a little workout by hanging from the beams with my hands, swinging my body in the air. After a while I let go of the beam and land on the wooden planks of the bridge and start sitting again, feeling the stretched out muscles in my arms. Then I start staring at the water, looking for fish that appear here and there. I think of nothing, and feel as if I’m part of the nature surrounding me.