i was thinking about you all on my run today. i was thinking about how i could feel the sun's warmth on my skin, which contrasted the cool breeze off the water. and i was thinking about how i could see the sun and the water and the sway of the trees and the buds and blooms. and i was thinking about how i could taste the sweat on the top of my lip--not yet salty, hadn't run long enough for that. and i was thinking about how i could smell the hints of fresh air, through my allergy-clogged nose. and i was thinking about how i could hear cars and my feet hitting the pavement and the lovely voice of bill wither's lamenting how there ain't no sunshine when she's gone.
and i was thinking about how grateful i am to be able to take the world in.
there are times, senses, when you feel dulled...because i feel dulled. i can't feel like things. i can't taste things. i can't see things. i can't hear things. i can't smell things. maybe because i have a cold. or maybe because life has taken a bit of a turn. and i think about how i feel when i can't really hear jazz, like i hear it, but it doesn't penetrate. i don't get the goosebumps i usually get. and watching the sunset doesn't calm me like it usually does.
and i was thinking about how you, senses, give me so much information about the world and about myself.
today i'm grateful to experience it all.
(this is day thirteen of april love)