It has been about two months since Sol's brightness was noticeable during my morning commute and this morning as I left the club after an atypically good racquetball match, Sol was staring directly into my eyes.
It hurt--but at the same time it felt so good.
The sky was crystal clear--not a cloud in sight for the first time in almost a week. And for the first time since the time change to daylight savings time--Sol was there to greet me and fill my inner self with warmth and light.
Yet--it was a brisk 38 degree morning even so.
I barely felt the cold as I was greeted. And I was reminded--I love sunshine!
I was feeling good already because I overcome, even briefly, the crappy racquetball I have been playing and put together three strong games. Sol's light made me feel even better and more positive about the incredibly busy day that was ahead.
I stopped for a moment to appreciate the light, the clear blue sky, the crisp air, and the day ahead.
Robert Frost wrote a poem "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" about a similar situation during the winter. My stopping during the warmer seasons is far more applicable to my personal situation, but the ending of the poem still rings too true:
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
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