A Slow Travel Day

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I decided to do all my errands as a slow travel project. The light from the mirror reached out into my sleeping brain. I stretched and rolled over and put on my waiting boots.

My cat’s feet pet the ground as if to say, what a sweet luxury to be here.

I slip out the door and hear a window shift shut. The front door stretches open slowly. I walk out into the street and a golden leaf pounces through the crisp air.

My research told me that I could get my cleaning supplies, groceries, bills paid, and everything within a one mile radius. It turned out to be true. It was a lovely morning. And it took me about the same time as driving!

A shiny big dog stops and asks with his eyes if we can “chat“. His human says it’s OK. I pet him and massage his shoulders a little bit and really enjoy the fact that he is a happy dog.

The doors swish open and I decide to take the stairs up to my balcony.

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