25 August 2008

There's something beautiful about my new morning routine. My alarm shatters my ear drum at 5:45, 5:50, and 5:55. I roll out of bed, groggily brush my teeth, put on deodorant, and dress in my workout best. I head out the door and instantaneously my grouchiness recedes.

The air is crisp, just the way I like it. It's heading towards fall, and I am ever so grateful. Fall is my favorite time of the year. The sun peeks up over the trees and hills in the distance. A bird caws, another chirps, and another breaks out into morning-drunken song. A steady hum envelops the background, perhaps from crickets, or cicadas, or frogs. One or two leaves slip from the branches of the tree and float down towards the ground. A walnut drops with a loud CRACK and lands near my feet.

A few steps down the block and I pass the house with the ivy completely covering it. The hum is really noisy here, and I wonder if the crickets climb up the ivy to serenade the open windows of the house. They have a few limp hostas, and the potential for a very beautiful house. It's sagging a little now, but perhaps they'll make something of it. Their dog is normally out, barking at me, on its leash. Today it is absent. I hope everything is okay.

A few more steps and I pass the house with the tall screening bushes that are encroaching on the side walk. I skirt into their yard and just wait for the day that they get mad that people are walking on their grass. Perhaps they should trim their bushes.

I cross a few streets, looking both ways, wondering if anyone else who is up this early in the morning driving to work knows who I am. I hope that I look industrious in my oversized t-shirt and skin tight pants, heading for the gym.

The roar of the car mufflers overshadows the hum of the insects. I'm a little saddened by this, as I enjoy the sounds of nature. But, it doesn't matter anyway, because I am there. I slip in my earbuds for iPod and walk up to the stationary bike.

Thirty minutes from now I will be pleasantly tired, and will walk home. The scene will be nearly the same, except now the sun will be over the trees, and will provide a different perspective on the same exact walk.

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