HM: The Thaw

The air today has me walking taller. Despite my physical exhaustion, i am filled with a zingy energy and an optimism I am hesitant to try to explain (gift horse’s mouth and whatnot).

And as it is every year, I find that as the world thaws around me, I find myself thawing as well. My thoughts are looser, my limbs are looser and my protective layering comes off with my coat. I feel just a little more open to grace and the possibility that it will in fact find me.

On a less deep note, I nearly bordered on rude by laughing out loud at the full -grown man on my bus en route home today. Black puffy jacket zipped up tight, arms crossed and locked high on his chest. His body was slipped a third of the way down the back of his seat like a teenager. His eye brows were slightly knitted and the piece de resistance: a pout that would only look right on a 6 year old. The whole combination was so absurd I couldn’t help but smile. Poor guy, I hope some one gives him a hug.