I’m still not back to jogging: the late summer farm egg ankle incident, physio over the fall, snowy winter, vertigo, ongoing winter. But I walked a lot over the weekend, in the cold, listening to music, turning thoughts over in my head, achieving that clear-eyed feeling you get when you inhale large volumes of fresh air, like you’re so close to reaching some kind of grand conclusion. You don’t get there, but it’s nice to feel like you could have.
Bibliographic 2.7: Five Songs
Bibliographic 2.7: Five Songs
Bibliographic 2.7: Five Songs
I’m still not back to jogging: the late summer farm egg ankle incident, physio over the fall, snowy winter, vertigo, ongoing winter. But I walked a lot over the weekend, in the cold, listening to music, turning thoughts over in my head, achieving that clear-eyed feeling you get when you inhale large volumes of fresh air, like you’re so close to reaching some kind of grand conclusion. You don’t get there, but it’s nice to feel like you could have.