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I was out on a walk when I saw her. She was standing on the grass beside the sidewalk, holding a leash. Not that the woman was paying any attention to her dog. Her gaze looked distant. She was lost in thought. The dog was the first to notice me as I approached. He looked up from his investigation of the grass and wagged his tail. Bending ...
It was just an ordinary run. Setting off with a group of friends, I left the school grounds and headed toward a familiar forest trail. It was a route we ran often. We started the stopwatch and took off. The fastest among us were soon well out of sight. I settled into my rhythm. As I neared the midway point, my thoughts wandered. I started wondering why ...
Years of training come together in a single moment. I stand in the center of the gym floor with five of my fellow students. Each of us is about to test for black belt in Taekwondo. Friends, family and fellow students watch as we take our places. Sitting at the judge’s table in front of us is a panel of high ranking black belts – including not ...
Maybe you’ve had experiences like these… I’m driving down the highway, cruising along at the pace of traffic, when I see a slow-moving truck in front of me. The lane beside me looks clear, so I switch on my turn signal and prepare to pass the truck. But just as I begin to accelerate and change lanes, a car swerves in front of me. I’m forced to ...
In the span of ten seconds, my walk went from being simply good to magnificent. And simply good was pretty good to start with. The weather could not have been better. Bright sunlight illuminated the morning – its warmth announcing the arrival of spring. No jacket was needed. The trek covered a good distance, and I felt the beginnings of that tired satisfaction that only comes from ...
Writers may be the only ones who face this problem, but I doubt it. On the day before a deadline you sit down at your desk to do the work that lies before you – to craft another set of words that will inspire and challenge your readers. You set your pen against the paper. You prepare for the words to flow. They don’t. Instead, the only ...
Watching the interaction unfold on the bus in front of me, I wasn’t so sure. It was rush hour on a Friday afternoon and people packed into the bus. Near me stood a young professional carrying a large handbag. As the bus swerved and jostled through traffic, someone brushed against her bag. The lady turned – out of reflex – to see what was going on. Glancing ...
