Two weeks ago, I entered a scavenger hunt race around Boston.

Today I entered another. I’m in pain. Will I ever learn? At least this time I didn’t run for my life.

My trekking brought me to places I never thought I’d go–including the Mt. Auburn Cemetery in Cambridge. Not to sound gothy, but this has to be one of the most beautiful cemeteries in the world. The day was overcast and gloomy; therefore perfect for walking around tombstones.

Cemeteries are so calming. This one was filled with willows, ancient headstones and interesting monuments, including a Tower dedicated to Washington (you can climb it–and as someone petrified by heights, I did so reluctantly). Another is a Sphinx.

I, like Hawthorne, find cemeteries inspiring. There’s both a sense of mortality and immortality about them. You’re reminded of the past, but at the same time, the possibilities are endless.

The wheels in my head are turning, and I can’t wait to turn this experience into a story.