Skipping

I’m coming out in favor of skipping.

I’m serious. Have you actually tried skipping lately?

I was skipping down the deserted streets of Brattleboro, Vermont late last night, and it felt freakin’ great. The swinging of the arms, the momentary, almost violent liftoff into the air in the midst of each skip and the inability to do anything but smile throughout the process, make it something we really should do more often.