November 9, 2011

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Do you remember this?  Well, I hurt my knee again, and yes, it happened while sitting on the toilet.  I am a short, child at heart kind of person and like to let my legs swing.  I hope you weren’t drinking a beverage while reading that sentence.  The hubster always seems to tell me funnies while I am drinking, and it takes all my superhero power to keep it from exiting via my nose.  Or perhaps you didn’t find it funny.  That’s okay, too.  It takes all kinds.

Anyhoo, as a result of my injury, though it is much less severe than last time, and my great luck to have a perfect fall day, yesterday I skipped yoga and tramped around instead.

I explored like a tourist and made every attempt to walk streets I hadn’t in a while.  I am always amazed at the intimate details of cities, those bits that unify humanity: a proud papa strolling his little one, a kaleidescope of leaves on the ground, puffs of clouds in the sky, cats clamoring for belly rubs before dashing off.  This is happening here, this tiny little world, yet there are variations of it in a myriad of places.

Am I walking down those streets, too?  Is the light as bright, the air as crisp, my smile as broad?  Is my camera slung about my left or right side? Did I remember my gloves?

Do you wonder about these things?  Do you struggle to put them to words?  Perhaps your thoughts are elsewhere.  What is for dinner?  Is that crazy lady in the sunglasses crossing the street to talk to me? Man that baby is cute in her green sweater.  I wish I were courageous.  I wish I didn’t have so much to do.  I wish you were here, holding my hand.

Then there is a flash, a ruffling of leaves, a flurry of bird wings, and silence before it begins again.  I walk on and home to love.