6 miles
bottom of franklin hill turn around
71 degrees
8:30 am
Warmer this morning. I guess the stretch of slightly cooler days is over. Still a beautiful day. Started in a state where everything was out of focus — initially I wrote, in a daze, but I wasn’t out of it or in a trance. It was more like I had turned my attention down, or maybe I had shifted it, from looking to listening? That kind of captures it; I wasn’t listening acutely, just absorbing the sounds and breathing and being relaxed. Ran down the franklin hill and into the flats, then turned around at 3 miles. I kept running until I reached the bridge, then walked up the hill as I talked into my phone. Turned on Beyoncé’s new music, Renaissance, and ran the rest of the way home. It’s great to run to; I felt like a badass — powerful.
I’m one of one, I’m number one, I’m the only one.
Alien Superstar/ Beyoncé
Here’s the recording I made. I think it would be helpful to find something that transcribed the recording too. But, what? Voice memo for iPhone is good for recording. The notes app does an adequate transcript. What can do both, and how much does it cost? I’ll have to look into it.
from The Trees Witness Everything/ Victoria Chang
There is a bird and a stone
in your body. Your job is not
to kill the bird with the stone.
Some of us are made only
of nerve endings. At night,
we light up like radium.
One day you will wake
up beating. One day you will
wake up winged.
Let me tell you a story
about hope: it always starts
and ends with birds.