Stretching
October 08, 2020
Every morning before breakfast, I do stretching exercises for about twenty minutes. I unroll my blue yoga mat and spread it out next to the windows so I can watch over the Charles River if I’m in the mood.
My body seems to know my routine because most of the time, my mind is somewhere else. In a way, it’s like meditating.
One day while stretching, I counted how many phone numbers I remember from places where I have lived. (Nine.) Another day, I tried to name all the kids in my cabin at Camp Wingfoot when I was twelve. (I failed.) And all the addresses I ever had, (Thirteen without counting college.)
My reward? Coffee and the newspaper.
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