I used to simply wander all through the streets of Seattle without any real point, just wanting to see what I could see.
Now that I live in the ‘burbs it’s a bit tougher, as aimless wandering can get you lost somewhere where there’s nothing at all, or even worse someplace that’s just plain boring! I feel like there aren’t a lot of places to adventure around here, it’s all strip malls and car dealerships. Perhaps I should head to West Chester, just park, and walk the streets one fine day. Maybe I’ll stop in and have tea somewhere that looks lovely, or discover a used bookshop. These small moments connected like a string of beads, a necklace of memory that makes me smile to think on it.
I must definitely do this more often.