Finished my run, grabbed my Starbucks and sat outside the coffeehouse in slightly strong winds. And then watched the morning struggle to break thru the canopy of clouds till it was clear that a new day was upon us. Reminded me of an old poem (forgot the author’s name) that I had once read and copied down….

“So stop waiting until you finish school,
until you go back to school,
until you lose ten pounds,
until you gain ten pounds,
until you have kids,
until your kids leave the house,
until you start work,
until you retire,
until you get married,
until you get divorced,
until Friday night,
until Sunday morning,
until you get a new car or home,
until your car or home is paid off,
until spring, until summer, until fall, until winter,
until you are off welfare,
until the first or fifteenth,
until your song comes on,
until you’ve had a drink,
until you’ve sobered up,
until you die,
until you are born again
to decide that there is no better time than right now to be happy…”