On Saturday morning I wanted to be somewhere before the buses started running. I decided to walk downtown to catch the first bus that I could for the second half of my destination. It felt good to walk. I missed the bus.
I decided to walk the second half of my journey too. This part of the walk I can do by walking along the trail that runs beside the bay.
Sometimes I regret that by not having a car, I can't go all the places that I think I might want to go. But the truth is, I rarely went those places when I did have a car.
And everytime I walk down along the edge of the water, it doesn't matter anymore. Because this place is so special, and I love it so much, that it is usually enough....