Backpacks and ice covered bushes that are just beginning to sprout buds. A walk to the grocery store to restock the cache of canned goods that rest quietly in the fourth drawer. It’s someday in April and I’m not working for the first time in 19 days. Hectic. Worrisome. Confusing. So much has shifted while so much has not. Different patterns and more intention. An economic collapse and millions without work. Runners running on the paths to keep their sanity while so many others are drowning themselves in brown liquor and beer. Keep your head on straight. Check your alignment regularly. Do what you need to. It’s gonna be a ride that lasts for a while.