I didn’t walk all the way home. Maybe if I was wearing better walking shoes. My walking resolve broke down after two miles and I called Lyft. Luxury!
I walked on Oxford Street in the Berkeley Hills. Dare I say it is magical in those hills, with all the fog and gardens?
So happy to be looking at flowers and not cars. Also helps to get my mind off an absurd situation.
And it’s only 7:30 and not 11:30, and my fridge is stocked with yummy foods.
And I can be and not do. Luxury!