I have not had regular access to a car for maybe three weeks, possibly more. It feels like more. I’m about to spend a lot of money to get a new transmission, which is what I feared was the problem from the very beginning but have been hoping against hope to avoid. You don’t care about that.
I already was walking a lot, because I walk a lot. But having to mostly rely on walking for everything I do reminds me of the privilege I have to not always have to get by on foot. I’m fortunate, and I know it. Also, it reminds me that Dallas is (no surprise to anyone that follows me or this blog or has feet or eyes) not very walkable at all.
That’s my time. Photos!