My morning run took me through the Manor, my neighborhood(perhaps not as desirable as the Bay-o-vista hilas or the Shoreline, but popular for its small town feel and fruit trees) and through industrial San Leandro. As I passed the Golden Grain pasta factory, I noticed a rainbow in the sky, another sign of my Play Brother’s presence, back in my dreams again. I headed to downtown to the Main Library and back past the BART station and a dozen warehouses and furniture outlets. I ran to my iPod’s melange of disco, gospel, reggaeton, and house, mostly happy, if feeling a slight ache in my left foot. My newly busy social life has put me a week behind in my training for Vegas. But the 7 miles felt great, a testament to my tenacity, optimism, and love of the universe.