(It seems as though all I have to post about these days is running. Sorry, it is just quite a large section of my life at the moment).
This morning I ran before school. This activity got me out of bed at the ungodly hour of five a.m. … to run in the early morning still darkness, lit only by the full moon, hanging low in the western (?) sky. It was calm.
On other news in my life, this is report card week at Saca. This means I punch lots of numbers, work late after school and will be happy when Thursday is over.
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From Choruses from ‘The Rock’ by Eliot (for your rumination). Read aloud.
Let me show you the work of the humble. Listen.
In the vacant places
We will build with new brick
What life have you, if you have not life together?
Where the bricks are fallen
We will build with new stone
Where the beams are rotten
We will build with new timbers
Where the word is unspoken
We will build with new speech
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