In an effort to prevent myself from ripping someone’s head off and sh*tting down their neck, I tore out of the apartment to take a brisk walk around the neighborhood. Cruising down Louisiana Avenue, I noticed that it was busier than I’d hoped, everyone making wide circles, maintaining our distance as advised. I turned back into the residential area hoping to find more solitude.
My rage began to subside after a few blocks and I turned back towards home, much sweatier and a bit thirstier than I expected, and had to stop and enjoy the beauty of one of my most favorite homes in the neighborhood.
