SO WE'VE BEEN TOLD AND SOME CHOOSE TO BELIEVE IT


I was on my morning walk, down the strip of road that led to a dead end. This even-steven road with no tricky twists and turns came after two uphill climbs and a downhill run in between, so this is where I had like a resting-strut before a final climb and a final downhill run after which I headed back home.

This morning, on this road, just before I turned right at the corner, the sprinklers came off and I saw my rainbow. Well it wasn't really a rainbow. It was an arch of colors caught in the prism between the water and the sunlight. Nobody else could see it because it was just at that spot and I was the only one there at that exact minute. So I claimed it as mine. I watched it a while, wondering if I'd catch it on film.

After a few minutes, I went on my way. Now, down this road too, the pavement would often be littered with the curled-up, stiff bodies of little earthworms. The sight of these things didn't really bother me, I didn't find them icky at all. But this morning, for the first time since I started taking these morning walks, I saw one little worm crawling towards me. I stopped and squatted to watch it for a while, I would even have petted it if I didn't abhor slime. Yup, definitely a non-dead, non-curled-up, non-stiff, crawling little worm.

I'd say... the world has come alive for me today.

Well, 'Good morning, Jet!'