I needed to get out of the house, so I did.
I felt like I was walking under a cloud and my images reflected it.
But as I walked, I started seeing shapes and textures and felt the cloud lift slightly.
The sun started peeking through just as I arrived in front of a favourite shop.
My mood shifted from black and white to colour.
I went home with an old record and put it on.
Put on your shoes, walk out the door. Sometimes that’s all it takes.
(The LP is an old John Denver live album.
Who can’t kick themselves out of the doldrums with John Denver, I ask you.)