Great Minds Think Alike (but you already know that)


It rained sporadically all night. I know this not because I checked the weather for the last ten hours but because our bedroom window was open, affording me a disturbingly soothing disruption of sleep due to the rhythm of raindrops hitting the furniture cover on the wicker loveseat directly outside the window. It sounded at first like a single kitten walking cautiously across a sheet of plastic wrap, then quickly increased in tempo and volume to sound more like a horse race on a muddy and tarp-covered track. Scattered clouds covered the sky during my early morning walk to Leigh, making the journey all the more rewarding. Although I do this to significantly reduce the cost of charging our car at home, where the lowest rates there remain higher than all other available options, it's also a gift to myself. 
I get up and out early and take in the beauty of the morning sunrise. There's something dramatically theatrical about the moving reflections upon wet asphalt as an occasional car drives through and dispurses the puddles, the occupants likely focusing on a destination and not the path and surroundings, which serves to enhance my awareness and gratitude for the opportunity to experience it from another point of view.