I have to accept that some days (and, sadly, weeks), I am not going to run. I will try to wake up early, but it won’t be enough. There will be something else that I need to do. The voices of so many children who all need something immediately, hands reaching for me.
Soon, though. A time for black and electric blue sneakers. The hiss of cold air on surprised legs. The old slow way of rebuilding.
Yesterday, I opted for sugar cookies and mongolian grill instead of the gym. I feel better for it.
ReplyDelete"The voices of so many children who all need something immediately, hands reaching for me."
ReplyDeleteAhh, Ms. Diana. This is perfection.
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