morning rituals II: I make up a dance. I wake up my partner and show it to her before I leave the house. Then she goes back to sleep.

As I watch all of the people flooring gas petals and scurrying across streets to get where they're going in the morning, I like to think that they've indulged in some ritual before they left the house to work all day. One of these days I'll ask them what their ritual is. I'll ask the neighbor who juggles 3 briefcases as she locks her front door. I'll roll down my car window and ask the man in traffic next to me, and the parking enforcement officer in the lot at work.

This is what I think they'll say.