I walked up to Big Bend the other night. I never intended to walk that far. I just decided to leave the confines of my neighborhood, and thatís the way my feet went.
I felt audacious. I was a leisurely walker. A LEISURELY WALKER! Usually, when youíre taking that boring, same-every-day drive home from work, you just see the fitness freaks being all fit. I felt like I was breaking the rules by being laid-back.
I had my headphones on, listening to Ani, walking pretty fast, but feeling chill. My fingers strummed the air and my wrists snapped the down beat. But I was doing it in a way that I thought was subtle, so like, no one driving in their car- bored out of their mind, happened to look at me and think I was nuts, playing air drums walking along Clayton Road.
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