Get out and Walk!

That's the message my body is giving to me this morning---walk and free yourself from the torpor and rage of the night before. It is a brisk morning, you can feel the wind hitting you as you walk, but it seems ideal for walking. My first trip is usually to the corner grocery on 72nd street and West End for some coffee (I never make my own). I moved slowly, but as soon as the coffee was absorbed by me, the energy began to build. Walking east towards Broadway, I could feel some pain in my back that I had in the apartment dissipating and some strength building in my legs. Don't go back to the apartment, they urged me, we need "action". But here I am, back in the apartment, writing this blog. For how long? Not sure---one plan is to take the subway a little later to my bank on Union Square to make a deposit. The bank is sadly, only open on specific days of the week, so it is usually packed with long lines outside. If I go at 10:00, I am betting that the lines will have stopped, But i don't have to do it---there are other ways of making the payouts that I have to make. But out I must go!!
   What about last night? You mentioned "rage", cityboy a few lines up, what "rage"?
   I guess that is one way of defining it---being up around 3:15 A.M. not tired, but my eyes too tired to browse on the computer---and just feeling a general sense of being trapped. What did I do, I turned to Mozart--that is I went to the web site of the Chamber Music Society of Lincoln Center where I knew I could find some interesting choices if I just wanted to absorb some chamber music. There it was right in front of me: Mozart's String Quintet k. 515. It seemed to be just what I needed, I chose it and listened, also watched the interaction of the five musicians, Mozart gives the melody in that movement to the first violin and later the cello. The other instruments just help out. It is a long first movement, about 13 minutes, filled with the usual inventiveness that Mozart puts into his chamber music pieces. By the time it was over, my body relented, it was tired. I originally wanted to hear the complete quintet, but as the movement approached its end,  I knew I had to stop there. Will I continue today...? Not sure, it seems like a good idea, but have to see how things turn out.
   So, time to move on to the next part of the day. Probably go to facebook for a little while, then maybe browse, then listen to the radio, and finally leave the apartment. That's all I can say now, will
report soon.