Red sky at night, sailors’ delight. Red sky at morning, sailors take warning. I remember that line being uttered by James Garner in the movie The Great Escape. It has always stuck with me and in the morning I was … Continue reading
Today’s Perfect Moment was seeing the sunrise just begin as I walked to the bus stop. It had been a long winter and this was the first day that I boarded the bus with a small amount of sunlight. Could … Continue reading
I emerged from the subway with all the other lemmings, grumbling and rolling my eyes at the people having difficulty with the turnstile exit. It sure and truly was a Monday morning. Most everyone was waiting just inside the doors … Continue reading
Though I had to be reminded of it, Today’s Perfect Moment is the realization that the days are getting longer. Perhaps I did not notice because I still arrive and leave work in the dark. Today, though, I managed to … Continue reading
I have seen many movies that featured either cowboys riding off into the sunset, or loner rebels riding off on motorcycles into the setting sun. It is a powerful image and though I find it hard to explain the appeal, … Continue reading
I seem to be bouncing back quickly from the cold I’ve got. The brutal sneezes have stopped and the congestion seems to be tapering off. Most importantly, my whole body doesn’t ache when I do the simplest of things. Of … Continue reading
I left my house early this morning. I was running late (probably because I was checking my phone when I should have been drinking my coffee and stuffing my yogurt into my lunch bag) and felt very unsure of making … Continue reading
On Friday morning, not having taken the early morning bus for quite some time, I was given a beautiful surprise. I looked up from the book I was reading, which had been quite engrossing, and was greeted by the beautiful … Continue reading
Thanks to shortening days and an inflexible start time, I am not sure how many more of these I will be able to capture. Maybe if the bus window is clean enough….
There’s a woman I often see jogging past my bus stop in the early morning as I make my dreary half asleep sluggish body towards what will eventually be work. She usually looks quite resplendent in her yellow/high visibility high … Continue reading
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