Foggy Spring Sunday

” Waking up this morning

He makes me want to enjoy

My life again; damn!”

Foggy morning run after thunderstorms through the night. I loved how the street light rays are outlined in the dampness.  Everything black, grey and misty as I move through the center of the street. Yes, I run across the railroad crossing sign on the asphalt  before and after I cross the tracks. I needed a short run to keep my muscles and joints flexible and loose.  Powered by my mental resilience; brain moving in a million directions but moving.

Just discovered that malt liquor is sold in 48oz bottles (bumper) in the hood.  My patients teach me all sorts of things. Who knew???


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