when you get caught between the moon and New York City

I feel as alive and perky as that song. Today, I woke up before 7:30 and hopped out of bed. No dragging feet. I took my shower, got dressed and even put on a little makeup (what?). Nerb and I walked to 5th avenue for coffee (and a muffin for him). Enjoying the clear, brisk air, the walk was just so pleasant. Especially with a warm cup of coffee in hand. We laughed and chatted on the train and there was almost a spring in my step as I got off the train and walked to work listening to Patty Griffin on my ipod.

But upon turning off the ipod, all I could think of was that easy listening favorite, Christopher Cross and his song for the movie "Arthur" (full disclosure: I've never seen the movie, but could probably sing this song in my sleep). For the first time in ages, my body doesn't feel heavy and it wasn't a challenge to get out of bed. I could have skipped down the street today. In late August, I wondered if and when I would ever feel this way again. And I still have mean red moments, but I'm trying to keep it together.

Today I didn't have to try. I just wanted to sing out loud.