So I walked to the Walgreens just down the street from me and it's kind of surprising how much can happen in just that one little walk. First of all, my neighbors are kind of sketchy. Anyway. I saw my old roommate, Lili on her bike and I got to talk to her for a minute as we were waiting for the signal to change so we could cross. She on her bike, me on my feet. I'll be honest, it was kind of weird that someone I used to see all of the time is no longer around. I'm not sure how I feel about it.
Another thing I noticed is how I don't really care how bad I sweat/smell until I'm in closed, air-conditioned buildings. I live in Florida; sweating comes with the territory and if you want to live here, you can't pay attention to how much you're sweating or else you'll either never leave your house or never stop showering (That would be weird. You'd be so pruney.) Probably both.
Thirdly, walking is fun. Especially if you don't have a particular schedule to meet. The world is so pretty. The sky is so blue and the clouds so pure, that I find it hard to find anything wrong with looking up. (think about that metaphorically, too. Pretty cool.) Anyway, walking feels so natural. I can just go out and let my mind wander, where I sort through everything that has happened or could happen or that I want to happen. It's kind of like dreaming, just a different kind of stress than sleeping.
Fourth. I really want to travel somewhere and I'm a little surprised to say that walking to the Walgreen's has curbed that extreme itch just a little. It satisfied just enough of that wanderlust that I'm constantly plagued with that I can handle it for a little while more. Weird how that happens.
And that's just about it for my trip to Walgreen's. I mean, there's one more thing, but I've decided to devote that to a completely different post later on.
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