1. I ran around the Cloisters, and across
the George Washington Bridge and back.
I've been seriously slacking
on the personal fitness front
for the past few weeks--
projects and a sore knee
swelled the general tide of
sluggish depression.
Not today, though.
I went out into the
beautiful, bright noon,
sucked down crisp air
and shut my mind off for a while.
I feel cleaned-out from the inside.
2. I finished that dress I've been making.
Signed, sealed, delivered--
on to the next!
3. I reached out to friends--
instead of sitting alone,
thinking about loneliness.
This realization of mine
seems so objectively obvious
I'm a little ashamed to mention it.
Still, someone who learns
to read at age forty has as much reason
to be proud as someone who mastered it
as a child--
More, maybe,
since the older you get,
the more probability is stacked against
your ever learning something new.
So, spending time with people who like me
fights the blues. Huh.
Better get it late than never.
4. I made fun plans
with some of the aforementioned friends.
Another dumb realization:
I'm happier when I have
fun plans in my future.
Sometimes even more
than I enjoy the future
when it arrives.
This thought troubles me.
Still, avoiding future disappointment
is the kind of thinking
that can leave you
strapped in your armchair,
flipping through the offerings
on the TV guide channel,
never choosing anything to watch.
At least, that's been my experience.
Instead, I'm going out with the girls.
5. This is my twelfth entry
for Grace in Small Things--
which means that this project
is roughly one-thirtieth complete.
If this project were a month,
I'd be able to draw
a big red X over today;
or, in the black-and-white version,
I'd be able to tear today
from my office daily calendar--
numbered pages ripped and fluttering
in a way that lends itself to fast-forward.
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