I can't sleep…
The way a deer emerges from a thicket is the opposite of a wound.
Like the moon in the morning — all firmament, beautiful, about to vanish.
Each morning I walk out my apartment & wonder what is going to become of me.
— Devin Kelly, “Deer on the Side of an American Highway,” published in drDOCTOR
Photo: Fredrik Stige with “White Tailed Deer, Montana“
Just another morning commute. And then, maybe not so much. Like a take from Hannah Nicole’s A List of Soft Things “Watching a time happen and thinking, I will remember this.”
5:25 am. Tuesday morning. GPS estimates 15 miles in 21 minutes for the morning commute.
Traffic flows.
Body is rested. (For a change.)
Mind is clear. (For a change.)
Sirius 7 on 70’s fills the cabin with Johnny Nash. I can see clearly now, the rain is gone / I can see all obstacles in my way / Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind / It’s gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright) / Sun-Shiny day / Look all around, there’s nothin’ but blue skies / Look straight ahead, nothin’ but blue skies.
I scan through the playlist for the Eagles’ Peaceful Easy Feeling. Can’t find it. Try to lip sync a few bars. Painful. I give up, and turn my full attention to the road.
I’m on the last leg of the morning drive. I-287 W, exit to the Hutch. I wait at the stop light. 0.3 miles from the office.
I wait.
Light turns green. And just at this moment, my skin tingles. Odd. And then there’s a whisper: You might want to slow down here. Continue reading “Driving Kenilworth Road. With Intuition +.”
Notes:
~ Nancy Thayer
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