I was up this morning at 4AM. I found myself laying on the couch watching Mister Rogers Neighborhood while my little family slept upstairs. That show time travelled me back to 1975. I came across a line today by one of my favorite poets and will think about it all day:
"I love the earth, And always
in its darknesses I am a stranger."
Galway Kinnell
Middle of the Way
That is what I FEEL every morning when I first step off my back porch for my morning run.
My left hip has not calmed down yet. I have 12 miles tomorrow and pray that it won't give me fits. I have came ALL this way . . .doesn't my hip know that? It has been with me every step.
