On summer mornings, the traffic of the city unsnarls its tangles, and vehicles are permitted to move a little faster. Like arteries newly cleaned and free of their cholesterol linings, the asphalt streets seem to extend their borders outward and loosen their hold on cars and busses.
I'm sure that's how I came to be deposited at work so early today. Open road, no cars. It was fine, though. Lots to plow through today.
Good run this morning. There was strength in my legs left over from yesterday's morning run and the metres flew by. I spotted a gaggle of geese (seriously!) sleeping on a pebbly strip of beach, their beaks tucked gracefully into wings and resembling in color and stillness the rocky inukshuks close by.
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