Waking Up With The World
The Earth is still tucked in beneath a blanket of clouds when my sneaker meets the pavement. I adjust my armband and look out at the empty sidewalk that rolls down the street ahead of me. Just months ago, I used to feel almost proud on the days I’d sleep in. Those extra hours on the weekend would feel like a much needed catch-up from the long week I’d just closed out. Now, something else has become more needed. I believe that every person across the world is experiencing his/her/their unique journey of COVID-19 and all of the change it has brought with it. But one thing seems to be a similar thread: physical space has found dimension in mental and emotional spaces as well. The sun begins to sprinkle its rays through the blinds of my bedroom window at 5:30am. My body naturally turns away, resisting the world’s nudge to wake me. But something inside my soul stirs. Outside, the birds are beginning to hop from tree to tree, singing the melodie...