Wednesday, December 17, 2003

Lunchtime sunshine 

Guess it don't take much, sometimes. Cut out for a few minutes of daylight during my lunch break, perched on top of a bench on a traffic island on Broadway and 93rd Street. Watched the cars, the light through the branches, the light. Felt happy. Thought of how I've changed, in the last year. Because I have. Stronger. Softer. Braver. Still vulnerable. Still growing. Went back to the dungeons of work, half-smile I keep during practice re-establishing its shape on my face, in my heart. For a little while, at least.

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