its one of my favorite things to do these days and i even keep up w steps and shit besides running is more or less out of the question given i had a propensity for falling for as long as i remember although my rolls and return to my feet could be impressive have an injured toe which is unfortunate since it tends to make my favorite pastime less enjoyable oh well must grind through it woke a little late since i stayed a little late and thought a red bull sounded good besides i get to walk ah the smell of LA urine in the morning never gets old but as my brain once again acclimates it is truly beautiful i have a trader joes an ampm and a vons within a block so i set my sights on ampm cause cheap red bull the birria truck is out early and a huuuuge Mexican is already in the cue fully blocking the sidewalk manage my way around him as he blankly stares at his phone and am greeted w a smile by the cashier she doesn't know me yet and when i approach she openly asks "how's everything, is everything ok?" it was very sweet and it almost seemed as thought she meant it so i'm game "actually things are pretty far from ok and i can use some help so how much does that cost?" we share a laugh and her register mate dude clearly doesn't think its funny and is mumbling shit in Spanish oh well fuck him back to the road and head home w cargo shorts full of bull huuuuge Mex is still in the same spot and takes one step back this time damn that birria sure smells good i'll be back to try this truck, sold as i walk past the park the usual fruit truck guy is setting up for his day but w a twist i think dude's a Salvi not sure but today has opted for black and white leopard leggings under his shorts... ok then, he shoots me an over the shoulder glance like wtf you looking at? nothing mate nothing at all about now i notice a lady w a couple of bags walking parallel across the street from me how long has she been there and how is she clearly ahead of me with that load? time to pick up the pace and as i approach the crosswalk in front of my place victory is clearly mine turns out she is crossing as well so its sort of an uncomfortable face off for a moment in crossing i try to casually glance and blurt a "como estas" but she was having none of that and ignored me its one thing to compete but sore losers don't exactly make my day any better oh well well the red bull tasted good and its time to hit the shower and pick up my sister to visit mom should dovetail well w dropping off the ex at LAX for her flight to Sri Lanka while she visits so anyway i'm not sure why i am dropping this here or where it will go or if it will be entertaining for anyone but i figured it might be a good idea to confirm my sanity or lack thereof given my recent meanderings any professional advice from fellow wanderers is appreciated and hope it goes somewhere fun could happen if we leave religion and politics out of it!