It’s a glorious sunny morning. Sheba and I are out on our daily morning run. It’s really a slow trot with a stop every half block. It’s exhilarating. I feel every cell in my being oxygenated and revived. My spirit soars.
That’s what a little sun can do for me. I savour the moment, feeling pleasure all the way down to my toes. I will remember this on those endless cloudy days when the sky is a grey blanket pressing down on me. I can choose how I feel. I will not just wish and say, I’d do things differently.