Thursday, June 21, 2007
Last night I left the office way past midnight. I probably still could have caught the last bus, but decided to walk instead as the air was cool and I was feeling unusually good about myself. I was outside for just a minute or two when, like Forrest Gump, for no particular reason, I thought maybe I'd run instead. So I ran. I just kept going, guided by the night air and moon, and didn't stop until I arrived at the apartment. It was kind of nice. Maybe I'll do it again.