Things I like about walking home from work:
The feeling of the sun (when there is sun) on the backs of my legs.
The smells: chlorine from a hotel pool, Lake Union, construction sawdust.
Getting warm enough halfway through to take off my jacket.
That everyone else walking down the same side of the street smiles and says hello, like we're in a secret club.
The sound of driving from outside.
The plain fact that all I'm doing is walking and looking at my city, not working or reading or anything else.
That my own little apartment is at the end for me to stumble into because I'm out of shape.
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