Early finals week morning rolls around and a daily two hour nap comes to an end at 5am. There's a mad dash to throw clothes in a backpack, scurry down the road and jump in a veteran road tripping toaster. It's a slow morning on the highway. The fog is still rolling out of bed, the moon is still high above the destination on the horizon, and a purple sunrise glow makes the world feel trapped in a long steady yawn. Exhausted and stressed grumps are made cheerful by the power of loud Disney music, and the irony of singing "Under the Sea" on the way to the tidepools an hour away makes forgetting a weeks worth of responsibilities to come a guilt free task. It's time to chase a bus, bundle up, climb over rocks, hold giant squirming urchins, sea stars with too many legs, worms that stretch, bivalves and crabs of all shapes and colors, be curious, learn from the eternally wise, and laugh and learn and appreciate.
4/19/11
No comments:
Post a Comment