(1) Slept well and got up at the preferred time of around 4:40 in the morning, wide awake and ready to go. I really prefer the waking hours to the sleeping ones — especially considering that throughout a large part of my life, I was in much more danger when I was sleeping than when I was awake.
(2) Remembered to have a carefully measured cup of coffee ready to drink at home this morning, rather than have to hustle in order to obtain a cup of coffee. Now that I have the privilege of making my own coffee in the morning, I better be keen to exercise that privilege. Some of the maneuvers I’ve had to go through in my day to secure a morning cup of Joe have not been pleasant.
(3) Nice talk with my friend Danielle early this morning. I really enjoy the conversations we have when she’s driving to work in the morning on the East Coast, three hours different from me. It’s one of the nicer perks of being an early riser.
(4) Ran two miles this morning, my first run for ten days. Ran right past the old guy walking his dog who made fun of me last time. Ran past him quickly without looking, and he didn’t say anything. Eager to get in shape so that none of those scoffers will find a reason to poke fun at me. Thankful I have two strong legs, a good set of lungs, and I can still run after all these years. Let’s put it this way — these two miles had a much better effect on me than the first time I tried running a couple miles — back on April 9, 1976.
(5) Took a shower — and once again, that’s a privilege I ought not to neglect. This here apartment is the first time since 2010 when taking a shower has actually been a private, personal practice not to be observed or interrupted by others. Grateful for my own shower, and for early morning solitude.
(6) My first story for my new column Homeless No More has been published in this month’s Street Spirit. Also my editor attended the INSP Summit for the first time, involving over 300 street papers.
(7) Rehearsals for the concert reading of my musical about Youth Homelessness, entitled Eden in Babylon, have been going remarkably well. Although it dismayed me that when I was homeless in Berkeley, there was nobody in the whole town who wanted to see my musical produced; it is wonderful to be noticing that there is nobody in the present town — where I am not homeless — who does not want to see my musical produced.
(8) Randomly did eight quick push-ups getting out of the shower. Waited a while, then did 10 push-ups in the second set. So I did 18 push-ups. (Thought you should know.)
(9) Vital signs were surprisingly good at the doctor’s office the other day: blood pressure 110/70, heart rate 58. Probably all the bicycling has helped recently. Thankful for all the help in getting me a new bicycle seat, soon to replace the broken one.
(10) It’s 7:20 in the morning. Soon I’ll be at the Courtyard, eating a full traditional breakfast for $3, plus free unlimited Starbucks coffee refills. I somehow prefer this to the community breakfast where I was banned permanently for barking back at the security guard who kept barking orders at me before I could get a morning cup of coffee into my system. (Guess it all boils down to how hard one has to work to obtain a cup of coffee in the morning.) God is Good.
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