I have very bright running shoes because my feet hurt. Well, yes and no.
The shoes are bright because of their color and I am wearing them because they are comfortable for the bottom of my feet. I hurt my foot by walking five or six hours every day.
I walk and write and think. These actions actually all seem the same to me. Before anything I write touches a page it gets turned over and over inside my head until I feel it is polished enough. The movement, words, and feelings get kneaded together. Sometimes I think I don’t write, I just edit the things that bounce around my head.
So I don’t think I create, I edit. Throw everything, sights, sounds, words, time, place, character, into a bag and shake. Let them decide their order.
And I am wearing very bright running shoes. I feel a bit uncomfortable at how much the stand out, but they are comforting. I need to walk a little less to let my foot get better but I still have the urge to go out and see see see. Their is something about moving mixed with seeing that feels like thought actualized.
And I have never used a hashtag before but might for this post as it is a bit themed. Focusing on being irrelevant. I don’t use hash tags because ... I am not exactly sure why. Actually I think I do know. They feel confining. When I see hash tags I don’t read the content of the post, the hash tags become the whole story. Okay, so I won’t.
I am on a train to Kobe to go look at the ocean. It is not too far from the station to the edge of the pacific and I think I can make it, me, my words, my heart, my feelings, and my bright yellow running shoes.