I had today off because the clinic where I intern was closed for remodeling.
I rode Muni (with about a million Gigantes fans going to the home opener) to my dentist appointment. (No cavities!)
Then I took a very circuitous, indecisive, 3.7-mile-long walk home. I stopped at three places (the three dots after point A) to look for snowboard boots and did not find them. I got some new sunglasses. I saw some old men shooting craps on the street, which made me feel like I could have been in 2010 or in 1950. And I almost stopped at approximately eight different cafes/restaurants (the rest of the dots) before deciding to just go home and make a smoothie and some guacamole.
This must be what it’s like to be a grad student who doesn’t have a field practicum.
Tonight, Ava and I went for a walk. I hadn’t gotten any exercise today; Ava had just gotten home from a big family dinner; we needed some fresh air. So we set out upon a route that turned into this one — up Market, through the Castro, up through Corona Heights, and back down through the Haight. Highlights included fog, partial city views, huge old houses, and hills. (Who knew there was a Mt. Olympus in San Francisco? Well, besides Wikipedia.)
We talked, mostly about this summer; about how we’re going to look back on it; how it wasn’t what either of us planned it to be; how the two of us tend to be planners, calculators; how it’s good to let go of the plans and the calculations sometimes, good to follow the wants instead of the needs; how sometimes you realize the needs become the wants; and how it all works out, one way or another.
I’m feeling pretty fortunate tonight, for a lot of things.
Roommates, on breakups:
“Well, I think it’s really rare when two people both don’t want to break up.” – Megan
“Um, I think that’s called staying together.” – Ava
A map with our route plotted on it. The far-west destination is Flagstaff, the far-east is Albuquerque, far-north is Mexican Water, AZ, and southern-most is Silver City, NM. Gallup is the center around which we circumnavigated.