Michael Lebowitz ponders the early morning rain, hearing what matters and listening to the sound of thunder.
“Woke last night to the sound of thunder…” was on the iPod this morning. The rain and fog lay heavy in the valley and my running came slow. Despite the wrong turns and the mis-steps on the way to here, I get to run before daylight in the early morning rain. And yeah, I am still – believe it or not – workin’ on my night moves, only now they have something more to do with love and a sense of kindness. Go figure.
Went to get a hearing test this morning…apparently I have suffered no appreciable loss of hearing since the days when my mother and then my ex wife used to tell me that they were speaking clearly enough for anyone who was actually listening to hear what was being said. And that my friends was the good news and the bad news. When the tech told me I was very visual, I told her, Yeah, I hear ya.
“Drive under Rain and Fog.” All rights reserved by Yann Charles
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