i begin every morning with a cup of black-hold-the-sugar-but-add-some-cinnamon coffee, oatmeal with extra cinnamon (can you tell i like cinnamon?), and yoga sun salutations. my friend pointed out that the last one was rather ironic since we haven’t seen the sun in so long, but regardless of the grey outside i devotedly wake up and salute the sun…wherever it is.
the sun gods must have noticed my faithfulness (either that or read my last blog post) and rewarded me with some of the sun i’d wake up to “greet” each morning. there wasn’t much of it, only an hour or so after school was let out, but i dilly-dallied on my way back home and went for a run to catch the faintest hint of a sunset over my village. it was wonderful, and also just what i needed.