The infinite sidewalk.

So, this might be cheezy. Might be cringe. Might be ackward.
But I want you to read this, and feel it. None of us can keep moving forward in life without letting go of the past.
I made this completely mindlessly one afternoon, it just came to me, and it really resonates to me. I want to see if it could resonate with you too.

The infinite sidewalk. Always moving forward. Walking along this one line of concrete.
This line of concrete, is the infinite sidewalk.

Houses pass each moment.
Some bigger or smaller, some taller or shorter, some wider or narrower.
All along the infinite sidewalk.

Time moves forward.
Constant. Never ending.
Always within lock-step, on the infinite sidewalk.

Sometimes, you might loose a coin from your wallet.
Sometimes, your phone might fall onto a lawn.
Sometimes, your headphones were left behind.
Sometimes, that bracelet you always wore, disappears.
Sometimes, the gold coin you had, falls beside a pile of newspapers.
Along the infinite sidewalk.

Trying to walk back, just isnt possible.
Time marches on. So you you.
Time marches on. So does the person in front of you.
Time marches on. So does the person behind you.
Time marches on. Always within lock step, with the infinite sidewalk.
Always within lock step, with the people in front and behind.

Starting back at the coin, or your phone, or your headphones, makes it difficult to walk. Difficult to keep step, with the infinite sidewalk.

But the sidewalk keeps moving.
Constant. Never ending.
Keeping lock step, with everyone behind and in front.

But maybe, you found another coin.
But maybe, you found your wallet.
But maybe, you found other headphones.
But maybe, you found a better bracelet then before.

Time marches on, in lock step, with the infinite sidewalk.
With you.
With the person in front, and behind.