March Exercise V —day two— Yesterday I had to remind myself that the exercise is not about pace, but focused awareness. There’s nobody I know who is undergoing a more intense transition of awareness than Marty. Most of my thoughts about this should be reserved for the private journal. He moved out of his mother’s abode and is living with two of our best friends in Danville. On top of that, Joan gave him a hand-me-down car, he quit smoking, and also started a new job at Arby’s today. Now, that’s a March for the record books!
Today’s sight bite— Every patch of grass as brown and lifeless as a door mat —c-l-i-c-k— triggering the desire for warmth, sun, and those quiet miracles of springtime.
Previously on M-Ex— Bruce has a severe reaction to the wrong medication. (3/2/09)
Tomorrow— First B.I.K.E. meeting of the year…
