What Happens in a Writer’s Mind When They Run

Impressions and glances

Lavender field in summer. Photo author’s own.

Recently, it’s been hard to leave the house to run. What with the sky glowering, and not even the cruel whips of wind able to shift the lumpen clouds. And it’s been cold, the coldness of February in April.

But today is gorgeous. Sun pours like honey over the grass and blue dominates the sky. The palms are unruffled and…