Sunday Morning Solo

By Greg Hluska

Fading Fast by Dana Ocker

Sunday morning
It’s just the wasted years so close behind
Watch out the world’s behind you
There’s always someone around you who will call
It’s nothing at all (Lou Reed and John Cale)

There is nothing quite like going for an early morning stroll around downtown Regina.  The streets are empty and eerily quiet – the city has not yet awoken, yet the city is washed in fresh sunlight.  The birds are out in full force, greeting the morning with songs more beautiful than the surroundings.

Unlimited potential, lying at rest.

There is something zen-like about walking around downtown Regina early on a Sunday morning, cup of bad convenience store coffee in hand.  Sunday mornings and downtown Regina…