Lifting

I walked Romeo downtown at 5:30 this morning holding my thermos mug of coffee. Downtown was clean and quiet. I looked up. The sky was swirling with a million shades of blue and white clouds. I felt like I was up there with them. This is why people fly in airplanes. I must be lifting. After ten weeks I usually do. I would love to take a ferry boat with my dog just to feel the ocean wind and the hum of the engine. The trick is to stay grounded in my routines and patterns even though everything feels new and different.