After a hard day working, I got home, changed into shorts and a tee shirt, and decided to go for a walk. I’m writing this how it happened:
I started raining to the A Line, an efficient bus/rail hybrid that rocks Saint Paul. Walking was too slow, and I had no interest to just stay in my neighborhood, so I ran to the A Line station.
Well, the sign said there was 4 minutes until the bus, so I thought, “I can easily jog to the next station.”
And that’s what I did.
I guess the bus had some bikers or something, because when I got to the Minnehaha Station, the sign said 7 minutes.
“7 minutes before the bus?! I could run to University sooner than that.”
And that’s what I did.
The problem with doing things too spontaneously is that I still had no idea where I was going or why I was going there. I don’t need to buy anything, and I don’t need to eat because I packed food in my day bag (little backpack).
So I started going to the rail station. But it was 7 minutes until the next train, so I decided I’d jog to Target.
Halfway there, I realized that I didn’t need anything, plus I forgot my Red card.
“Turn back!”
So I ran back to Snelling.
“Seven minutes until the next bus? I can run to Dayton faster,” thought I.
And that’s what I did.
At Dayton, I hopped on the bus until Grand. Then I walked around and ended up setting up my tablet and writing.
It’s getting dark, so I should head home to work.
So this is what happens when I have time to go for a walk.
Thanks for reading!
