easy beats

I’m feeling rather ancient this morning.

Once I could climb Mount Monadnock with ease. Once I could run nine miles Friday afternoons. Once my body worked the way bodies work in fairy tales and the movies. Once I would wake at 3am, desparate for another life. Once I had a dog and we ran through the backyards on my street. Once I hitchhiked. Once Bob Dylan and The Ronettes came into my life, and I got bigger. Once I ate pumpkin bread every Thanksgiving.

Today — Friday I’ve got Friday on my mind.