Every morning it feels like the things of world press harder on my psyche from when I open my eyes. It feels like the world is spinning faster each other and we all experiencing whiplash and vertigo on a massive scale. There is not one particular thing happening that causes this, but the collectivity of the confusion and fear I sense from people on social media. Disconnect? Easy to say, and in fact this morning I do exactly that. I go for a rare early morning walk out around the pond.
The waning moon is noticeable---white orb amidst a sea of pale white clouds in the pre-dawn blue sky to the west. A comfort when I see it. To the east, the glow of the sun is intense yellow along the ridge of the McDowells heralding an imminent sunrise only minutes, perhaps seconds away. I notice the location of the glow along the ridge and think about how fun it would be to make a Stonehenge-like guide to the location of the sunrise from a particular point on the path---on this day it will rise here, etc., swinging north and south along the ridge during the course of the year.
It is a great relief when I reach the little Free library kiosk. By the time I arrive, the sun has risen and the red box is sparkling in the most vivid scarlet. The air is fresh and cool. Morning may become my new walking time, especially as summer advances.
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