As we start out,
I marvel at the neighborhood
waking up.
Cars starting.
Seat belts fastening.
Heels clicking.
I wonder what they are going to do.
They are going to work,
certainly
but what is work for each of them.
A place to wear heels,
bring coffee in tumblers,
bags full of work stuff.
Do they like their jobs?
Are they close to getting a vacation break?
Wondering stretches a two-mile plan into a four-mile reality. As body, mind, and soul align with each step, each thought, a prayer forms to notice more honeysuckle and cats treed by pups passing, and people whose lives I know nothing about.