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Getting Around

How we get “there” matters

My daily commute has taken many forms since I moved back to Oakland last May. At first, it was one bus route, five minutes from home. It took about 35 minutes and was pleasant enough, with a friendly driver I liked and a diverse cycle of characters.

Most days, I take the latter, grabbing bits of fennel to inhale as I walk by the undeveloped lots.

The last leg of my commute is a 15 minute walk up to my apartment. There are two main options, the flowery, residential (and steep) route or the more gradual, unkempt one. Most days, I take the latter, grabbing bits of fennel to inhale as I walk by the undeveloped lots.

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Even in the urban jungle with the garbage and pavement and lost souls, the earth bursts through and reminds me of this miracle I am part of. We are all a part of.

The conveniences of our world are astounding. But sometimes, ‘inconvenience’ is the best part of my day. It’s the part that brings me to the present, inside my body and into the world around me. I can hear the birds’ singing, locate the pileated woodpecker on the telephone pole, catch glimpses into the windows of the families in these old homes. I can watch the flowers bud and bloom and fade away, find the tree bursting with a million figs. Sneak a few lemons when nobody’s looking.

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