This year they overlap. And the temperature soars to 100.
Then I go out for a walk.
The neighborhood unmasks itself in honor of this special day. Butterfly bushes smell sweet. Birds chirp from telephone wires. At the corner bar, the man on the steps nods at me with a smile. I smile back.
The list is as endless as that little boy’s energy. Yet partway through each day – before I’ve reached even the first mile -- I just fizzle out.
500 miles = 5000 trips to the mailbox.
(Remember Mile 7?)
All those things I tell myself I'm gonna be in the next 500 miles... I would do each and every one of them!
I climb my front step and unlock the door. I am exhausted, sweaty, and achy. But basking in the heat of my discovery -- this newest ray of PROMISE.
500 miles in the next 4 months??
That still remains to be seen.
But would I?
I'm gonna be....
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