ahhhh...

sleeping soundly; waking up well rested, no alarm clock; 99c early bird special at Amy's; a morning stroll through the park; hiking boots and blue jeans; my old battered travelin' sweater; the soft noise of rain sheepishly going about its business; nickel creek on the stereo; emails from friends in faraway countries; people who get needing to take a long walk in the fall rain and know well the full joy of poly and wool and waterproof boots and mud.

a good morning to remember who i am. had a moment of spartan brevity and poetry with Jared last night; a longer conversation with Seth: men who drink deeply from life, both of death and resurrection. good compañeros a peregrinar comun. (gr?)