This Morning I Woke Up, Feeling Brand New And I Jumped Up

church off of Sunset, LA

Most days I rush around in the morning. I speed to get ready and then speed to work. But the street behind my work always makes me slow down if only a little bit. There in the morning you can see people going about their business as usual. I always feel like I am spying on them- even though I am just flying by. I have begun to recognize these people. One lady uses a walker and a disablity bus picks her up to go to physical therapy at a nearby hospital. An old man has his cafe con leche outside near the orange trees in his yard. He always sips it tenatively holding onto his old mug with two hands. A 60ish woman waters her plants with curlers still on her head. A middle aged man waits for someone from work to pick him up- he stands on the corner with his cowboy hat on with his old duck taped ice chest- sometimes he is eating a burrito.

To outsiders we must all look like this. Ants scurrying around- creating tunnels and working and so on. Creating our mazes.