This morning I went for a jog, for the first time in about two months because of the intense summer heat in Texas. It was perfect and I had forgotten how much it makes me so alive to do it, especially early in the morning when all the streets are deserted, and it’s just you and a breeze, and the chirping of birds. It’s delightful. And then it’s even more delightful when you see other people walking or jogging and you say “good morning” or you wave and smile, and it’s nice because endorphins are filling your brain and you know that gesture wasn’t faked.
I’ve also been noticing little hints that autumn is fast approaching although in my backyard it seems as if autumn is the only season with all the leaves on the ground. I love that I can tell by a certain incandescent glow given by the sun, that seasons are about to change.
I am working lady again, although not in the environment that I thought it would be. I won’t go into detail because, well, it’s too early for that.
Also, I have quickly become enamored with this fabulous song,
