Today was a good day to release myself from independence. Well, I did
insist that I take the bus (btw, in Milpitas, left Sac early) to Borders but my
dad offered a ride and I didn’t fight it. I didn’t want to take his car
because it was raining and it was still clean (he and my mom carpool to work and
they had plans for my mom’s ride).
So, dad dropped me off at Wal-Mart so I can restock on pens (my 3-week old pen
ran out–personal record…yep…lots of note taking.). I felt dependent
again; it was good. Then I walked a couple of hundred yards to Border’s
and read for a bit over two hours and took notes on my readings. Kate’s
dad picked me up.
For a few hours there, I got to play high school Jeff–being dropped off, picked
up, but still insisting I take the bus or walk. Driving surely has its
conveniences but I refuse to be the driver who neglects the way of the
pedestrian so I continue to do both. Plus, I love the alone time. I
love being around Kate but sometimes I have to spend a few hours to myself,
catch up with personal thoughts, re-evaluating my values, so on and so forth.
Plus, I love walking. I love not having a place to go but going there
anyways. Driving compresses too much time when you wanna go somewhere with
no motive. Walking allows you to breathe life, environment and set you
apart from the bullshit drivers out there and greet Jorge, Jose and Lupe as they
pass you by on their bikes. Yeah… they say "Hi" to me; it’s great.
It was releasing to get dropped off, picked up, walk from here to there, passing
by other walkers at McCarthy Ranch, greeting unresponsive walkers, scarf over my
face, hands in my pocket. I felt like a walking John Cusack, wandering
about with direction but no motive.
Take some time away from the normal. Walk. Incubate. Then
afterwards, watch The Incredibles!!!
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