Another dawn run today, thanks to Fionnuala who makes sure I get up when the alarm goes off under this new regime. It was mild and dry this morning but very dark as I headed out off the village on a 5K route I know well. The occasional field of curious cows were my only company as I plodded along at a comfortable pace, my body still coming to terms that it had been tricked into exercise at such a ridiculous hour.
Most houses I passed were still swathed in darkness, curtains drawn and blinds firmly shut, refusing to join my early start to the day. Inside, people still lay curled cozily under their duvets. They were blissfully unaware of my passing, just as I had no idea as to what dramas unfolded within their walls and the trials and tribulations that lay ahead when they did finally rise from their slumber. They were cocooned in privacy.
There were a couple of exceptions, beacons in the darkness. Their curtains were wide open, their living rooms lit up and I could see television sets transmitting the morning news and kettles boiling in kitchens. These early birds were busily rushing through their morning routine, not worried about nosy runners peeking into their lives. They had nothing to hide and were happy to tell the world as much, wide awake and raring to face another day.
There is a lot to be said about being an open book. Yes, we all have a private life and certain personal matters are not for public consumption. But being able to live your life without fear of guilt, shame or retribution has a lot to be said for it. I want to live such a life, a simple life focused on my family and work. They are the cornerstones of my life. The rest is just icing on the cake. If you’re in a similar position then draw back the curtains and shout it from the rooftops.