Christopher and I have always gone for walks in the evening.? It’s something I’ve always craved.? When I lived with my Father, I wasn’t permitted that small joy.? Instead, I’d sit in our cramped yard, looking up over suburban rooftops.

Especially now that autumn has broken, I love the small luxury of a stroll in the night, with the man that I love.? The crisp smell of the cool night air takes you to memories, and the calmer appeal of the upcoming holidays.

I was simply going to write about this out of appreciation for the smaller things in life.? In the wake of my emotional distress, I smelled the refreshing outside air through our opened window.

I hadn’t even begun to get the thought down, I was sitting here thinking about the joy of it.? Christopher came into the room, sat beside me and asked if I’d like to go for a walk… Now that was something to smile about.

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