October 26, 2002

  • I awoke with a tremendoushangoverrr this morning.  This led me to postpone some work I was about to start and instead consume fiber until noon.  Then, feeling the impulse to fully flush the rest of the poison from my system, I drove to the cemetery and have just ran 7 miles in dreamland. Ah!  I feel much better now.


    It’s gloomy gray and chilly in the cemetery today.   The amazing thing is that this glum has seemed to summon quite a few tour groups to the grounds.  One group was on a history tour (there are quite a few notables buried here).  Another group had a Lolly-The-Trolley and was doing a photo-shoot tour.  And there were several other groups that I didn’t approach closely enough to discern their gathering’s intent.


    I love it when the cemetery is filled with live people a-zest with activity. Kids playing tag.  Runners running.  And lovers smooching.   But I also cherish it when I find myself ethereally alone.  And I’m thankful that I’ve been staying in good enough health to keep my weekend outings going strong despite the less than perfectly pleasant weather.  I wonder, when it begins to get really harsh and cold here, whether I’ll be seasoned enough still to sit out and write after running.  But it’s something I’m determined to try since I have found the returns so far to be worthwhile.  So I’ll try…to dream right through the upcoming stingy chill until springtide.     But meanwhile, I’ll just go the flow with autumn!

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