For the last week or so I've been thinking a lot about my parents. I miss them a lot from time to time. And it's been one of those times.
So mostly in the morning I think about my dad. As I'm rushing to get out the door and power wogging (walking and jogging lol) to get down the hill. I'm amazed at all the drivers who literally stop to stare me down like they've never seen pedestrians before. And I'm like are you picking me up??? No?? Then carry on, mind your business slappy.
But ...