Tuesday, October 13, 2015


The other day when the bus didn't come for a while (there's nothing inherently unusual about this) I was mulling over the deep things of life, like how the 220 is uphill of me and the 209 is downhill; how I have known this since I moved over a year ago, and yet seem to have a hard time using it to my advantage. Surely, I thought to myself, I could engineer my life so that I catch the 209 in the morning and the 220 in the afternoon, even though I often do the reverse.

And then I realized that your grandpa could be right--if he took transit. It is possible to walk uphill both ways.

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