Thursday, November 5th, 2015
Recently I’ve been lucky if you can consider luck as a principle of reality. Or, let’s say I was a recipient of kindness in the form of new pairs of shoes. A box was sent from Florida by Ananta Sesa, a financialist. The contents of the box were a pair of Keen shoes which are sturdy and airy. We also managed to pick up a package that came from Pittsburgh. Our dear friends Nitya Dita and Siksastaka delivered a pair of Oofos shoes which are light, soft, and bouncy. Along with my current sandals (complements from an admirer in Spain), I can now interchange between varieties of footwear and make the ends of my two lower limbs happy.
While trekking Old Route 22, right next to Interstate 81, I received a good response from the motorists. A man named Lance pulled over on the road right next to a pond where a pair of celestial-like swans were gliding.
He said, “My fiancée saw you passing by our home so I’m here to find out about you”.
I received a ride offer from Rob who was coming back from his work. Of course, I declined.
Another young guy who was working on the road side and kicking fallen leaves from the sycamore tree was picking up traffic cones when he saw me. I then introduced myself as a person sometimes referred to as a ‘moving traffic cone’. He then remarked, “Ah, the colour! The colour you are wearing…”. We laughed and chatted.
And near the Old 22 was a highway where a road construction crew was busy at work. Some of those workers started moving traffic cones and gave hand waves and nods of approval for me to pass. Wait a minute, did I say construction crew? Let me rephrase, it was more like a group of cheerleaders.
Andrew from TV 69 came to interview me as I was ambling alone on the last mile. It was a day when you couldn’t feel neglected.
May the Source be with you!
22 miles / 36 km