trees...

this is the type of thing i think about when i'm running

when it's cold

and dark

and rainy

or hot

and bright

and sunny

things like this roll around in my head

over and over and over

again...

sometimes for weeks...

until i finally get it out...

and then it's gone...

 

 

a summer tree gathers

all of your secrets

and keeps them safe within

while a winter tree

holds no loyalty

and shares them with the world

 

lost and found : found edition

somehow
in the middle of my run
standing in the rain
trying to catch my breath
shivering from the cold
i found my christmas spirit...
as i touched his tombstone
and said merry christmas
i found my christmas spirit...
well, in whoville
they say
my small heart
grew three sizes that day... :)
so once again
i found something
partially through my run
when i needed it most...
and
i finished my run with a smile
and a pep in my step...
and
And
AND -
are you ready for this HK???
i drove home listening to mixmas...
can you believe it???