I dreamed I was drawing a huge map of the United States on a whiteboard. I began with the region I'm most familiar with -- the Northeast. Everyone was asking, "What's that?"
"The United States," I said. I drew the Great Lakes exactingly. I was proud of myself.
Then I dreamed I was walking. I was somewhere in the Northeast. I woke up in a hotel, or a hospital, and I asked the desk attendant how to catch a bus, and she took me out onto the main road and explained to me. It was morning, it was early spring or early autumn. I decided not to catch a bus and I went walking north up the main road. Trees, nature. You know what I mean.
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http://www.slate.com/articles/life/walking/2012/04/why_don_t_americans_walk_more_the_crisis_of_pedestrianism_.html
This made me think of you.
V
A few people sent me that article! I thought it was a little silly, and part of a general creeping movement in American culture to quantify and commodify 'leisure activity', for the sinister purpose of integrating it with 'non-leisure activity'. But walking is awesome and more Americans should do it! If nothing else, it would mean fewer cops taking an interest in me.
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