tonight i started the winter ritual of running home from work, since it’s too dark when i get home to embark on a run. i ran up a street that i don’t normally take and it was kind of sketchy. i mean, for seattle. this thing probably wouldn’t register in regular cities but dudes were jumping out attempting to startle me. others wouldn’t move, daring me to play chicken with them. at no point did i feel like i was in danger, i just didn’t understand their motives. it was both really confusing and really lame.

once i crested the hill and ran along the ridge toward home — past the house with the two barking pit bulls, past the house with the gaggle of yipping terriers — some kid who must have heard me coming because he turned around, got low, clenched his fists, and put on his hardest look. he looked like he was some kinda martial artist and he didn’t look like he was kidding.

i know it’s wrong for a hippie like me (who is going to start running home with his daily fruit scraps so that he can compost them instead of putting them in the garbage at work) to say but now i get why people drive to work. i don’t think it’s laziness and lack of caring about the planet. i think they just don’t want the hassle.

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