Midsummer

“Midsummer.”

A morning where sweat falls like rain.

A Saturday when everything that built up throughout the week seems to wash away, leaving me feeling refreshed.

Some days, time moves quickly.

Other days, it slows to a gentle pace.

This morning, I could feel the changing season just as much as the changing rhythm of time.

May I be ready to face whatever changes lie ahead.

Let go of what has piled up.

Fill in what is still missing.

And step into tomorrow.

Let’s run!