alive in the world
For the past few days, I’ve been feeling almost normal, by which I mean less at the effect of the heart conditions that usually diminish my vitality to a greater or lesser extent. “Feeling like myself” is a transient state, unpredictable in occurrence, that I never take for granted.
So I went for a walk shortly after the sun set this evening. I noticed the fresh, cool air on my face. Paid attention to the glow of all the different lights: streetlights, headlights, lights in the windows of apartments and houses. Observed shadows, leaves on the ground, the first few faint stars, pastel colors fading in the Western sky. I heard a few scattered voices, a small dog barking, exchanged a greeting with a stranger I crossed paths with. I felt the lightness in my body, the feeling of exertion and of satisfaction.
I was reminded of that song from the 80s, Break My Stride:
Ain’t nothin’ gonna break-a my stride
Nobody gonna slow me down, oh no
I got to keep on movin’
Ain’t nothin’ gonna break-a my stride
I’m running and I won’t touch ground
Oh no, I got to keep on movin’
It’s a good theme song for me in Mountain Standard Time. Hope it’ll hold me til March 14, 2021!
give me a daisy 