When:  Thursday, late afternoon – 2/15/2018
Weather: Nice day for a walk in the mid-70s
Observations/Thoughts

• Not a walking stick: Right before reaching the house, there was a guy walking with a large stick.  It was too short to be a walking stick.  It was shaped almost like an ax–the “blade” was less threatening.  It may have been a souvenir from the walk OR a means to defend himself from rabid armadillos, OR most excitingly, he may be having flashbacks to some buried experience in his past.  Exciting? The last option would be a more interesting story should I see him again and get inspired to add more to his tale.
• People I saw:  It was a lonely, lonely walk.  The largest part of it was me being all solitary.  I had my own thoughts to keep me company.  When I walk without a nap (most work days would have my social interaction improved by a nap), my thoughts are often very poor company.  I did see one walker dressed similarly to me walking parallel to me on the other side of the street.  I was passed by a low-profile bicyclist.  He was one of the polite guys–he let me know he was coming.