The early morning walk does clear the head. The sun rises and usually there is an interesting cloud formation over Nike Hill. This morning, while listening to my iPod, I wanted a head scrubbing, the kind where all the remaining thoughts from yesterday are erased, violently. Swinging my arms, and pushing my legs to stretch longer, move faster, I felt it all ease off and there I was, just enjoying the moment. Usually, this is when the Almighty Creator of the Universe says something. I don't always know what to do at this point, except stop, listen, smile, take a breath and keep walking.