It’s the little/gigantic things

I’ve been walking more lately, for transportation. Trying to cut down on my single-passenger trips and fossil fuel consumption. You know the drill.

I didn’t have a car until I got married at 25, so I used to walk a lot. I’m remembering how much more city life you experience when you’re on foot, for better or worse.

On my way to a friend’s birthday party:

  • I fumbled change at the bus stop, and a gentleman offered me a bus pass
  • An old friend hollered out the window at me as she drove by
  • Two women walking in front of me stopped short, which confused me, until I saw that the men in front of us were working together to hold a huge snake

I never would’ve seen the snake out a car window. I’m nearsighted anyway.