Wednesday, May 30, 2018I had a run before the sun rose today. It was on the verge of drizzle and made street lights and lamps have soft halos. It ended up being really fun despite waking so early.I’m grateful that I haven’t gone through trauma terrible enough to break my connection with reality. There are homeless people here who seem to relive their traumas on a regular basis, playing them over and over again in their heads and out loud on the streets. I’m thankful I haven’t been cast into a role like they have.I’m thankful for the people who spend time with me and talk with me each day. It’s mostly a natural thing for all of us, and that’s what makes it so precious.