A Long Walk by Lake Michigan

I finished listening to Jacinda Arden's book on Audible.  I took quite the walk down Lincoln Memorial Drive this morning, walking along Lake Michigan.  It was a nice sunny day for that.  I may not get to travel but I live near a beautiful lake in a nice city.  I'll take that.

I did feel kind of something heavy on me and no, not my weight.  I talk about being lonely a lot because well, I am, but I felt it more than usual as I walked.  It was just feeling overwhelming.  Maybe it was the two girls that passed my slow middle aged self that hit me hard.  I wish it wasn't like that.  I was glad that I got the walk in because I needed to push myself harder.  

I won $20 on a couple of scratch off tickets so I took it to Metro Market.  Yep.  Don't tell Lois. I went back to Shorewood because I also had ShopKicking opportunities.  The clerks seemed friendlier when I asked questions but today was not my lucky day. I pissed off the lady at the service desk because I didn't scratch enough.  Sorry. I don't know the rules for scratch off tickets. I was surprised I won that much.  Sorry you had to break a sweat Linda.  

And what will I do with my winnings?  Buy gas.  I used more gas with my trips to the east side to go walking and pondering life.  I normally can make my tank last almost a month before I can refill but this week is tapering down.  Some people go to Europe on vacation. I go to Lake Michigan.

I will probably get Kamala Harris book as my birthday present to me.  I don't know if that sounds like a great gift.  A reminder of that horrible election.  I watched her on Rachel's show and reconsidered getting it. 

I still believe in democracy.  I still believe we can get through this.  I just don't know how.  I'm so sad that she didn't win.  It just wasn't fair.  I know life isn't fair but sometimes that unfairness needs to stop. 


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