Smack into Monday

Monday. 

A day which appears out of no where~and  after a full weekend~

 seems a bit more mundane.

Not everyone welcomes it.

I am no exception. 

Except that today~ it's different.

I ran smack into Monday this morning.

Molly and I have decided to start running together again.

This morning was run morning.

6am and it's dark. 

And cold. 

Instead of head lamps we used the Sliver of a Moon.

And about a million stars to light our country road of running.

Our polar bear of a dog clumsily runs around us, banging into our legs as we try to find our pace.

It's clear. 

And beautiful.

And did I mention cold?

Shadows fall on the road.

It's hard to tell what is real- and what is just shadow.

For a  moment my heart skips as I think I see a moose crossing the road up ahead.

Then I realize it's the dark laying shadow of uncovered gravel.

There is no sound. 

Except for the crunch of our shoes on the hard packed snow- 

and our breathing as we try to keep up with our legs.

And I guess there is also the occasional comment from one of us on the 

beauty of this perfect morning.

(Did I mention there was about a billion stars overhead?)

Then...

on the way back towards home...

as we begin to slow down because Monday is just about to begin, 

(or is it because our legs feel a tad bit tired?)...

a Star falls straight down in front of me.

One of the trillion that are shining above us.

I swear it lands at my feet.

And it is then I realized I just ran 

smack into Monday.

And I don't even care.

~Have a wonderful day.

It is Monday, after all.~