East and West

usually i go running along the spree, berlin's river, from my house and past the reichstag. the berlin wall used to run along part of the route. there is a brick line inlaid in many streets and side walks demarcating where the wall used to be. jogging along that brick line, skipping back and forth - i'm in the east, i'm in the west, i'm in the east, i'm in the west - makes me feel jubilant, irreverant, contemplative and part of history.