Thursday, September 21, 2017

Today is a good day.

Walking home from my run this morning, the sun rising above the hills to my back, casting off the cool mist at the break of day in the Sunset district of San Francisco, I began to climb, tired, up a hill behind an older Asian man, maybe two dozen years my senior, moving slowly and smoking a sweet smelling joint.  As I overtook him he turned to me, startled, and said not quite too loudly "Good day!" Assuming he would know, I felt compelled to echo his declaration and assured him, yes indeed it was, a "Good day."

As I walked home I thought I 'ought let y'all know; I have it on reputable authority...

Today is a good day.