I ran a big loop, down 3rd to South Street, down South to Broad, up Broad to Arch, back to work. It's a little less than 4 miles.
By rights I didn't listen to anything. I was thinking about the Prayer of St. Francis-- I should preface this by saying that I'm not a Christian-- I guess I'm not really anything, but I'm pretty spiritual, and I'm kind of at a spot where I need a little boost. A friend suggested this prayer:
Make me an instrument of your peace
that where there is hatred I may bring love
that where there is wrong I may bring the spirit of forgiveness
that where there is discord I may bring harmony
that where there error I may bring truth
that where there is doubt I may bring faith
that where there is despair I may bring hope
that where there are shadows I may bring light
that where there is sadness I may bring joy.
Grant that I may seek rather to comfort than to be comforted
to understand than to be understood
to love than to be loved.
For it is in self-forgetting that one is found
in foregiving that one is foregiven
in dying that one awakens to eternal life.
I just thought about that while I was running, with the idea that a lot of what I am faced with will not respond to a frontal attack-- maybe it won't respond to any attack at all.