Evening Zen

It’s been a tough week.  The man has got me pinned and I needed escape.  Big plans were in the works – now the best I could do is an evening jaunt.

Make it hard.  Grab the SS.  Nothing else will do on a short time leash.

Sweat.  Moves.  Motion.  All join forces to land at the top.

In the evening autumn clarity I had some of my own. 

It’s been a great season and I’m hungry for every bit of potential ’09 presents.  A growing feeling of place.  And a love like I never knew was possible grows yet even more.

Things ain’t so bad.

This is my town. Pretty damn cool I gotta say.