This morning I walked around the neighborhood. It had been a long time and I felt like seeing everything. I headed left out of the apartment complex and walked down every side road to the left until I got to the end of the main road where construction is still going on. There I looked around to see if I could figure out what the future plans are, but I couldn’t really tell. I’m hoping they’re not planning to extend the road to meet Wrightsboro or some other road because that might turn our quiet little community into a high-traffic area.
After that I turned around and headed back up, but instead of going straight home I turned left into some more townhomes. I moved through one community, turned left, turned left again, and walked back towards the pond. There’s a nice dead end street I like to visit that I hadn’t been to in awhile, so I walked down there, then turned around and headed back out. Finally I crossed the main road again and went back to the apartment. In all, I walked for more than an hour.
The morning was beautiful. It rained a lot yesterday and last night, so everything was clean and glistening. I saw a few people walking and a lot of people getting into their cars to go to church; we all said “good morning” to each other.
By the time I got home I was pretty pooped, but it was a wonderful feeling.