My brother was kind enough to help me out with my car during its time of incapacitation. However, it leaves me with limited choices when it comes to taking myself from home to work. Lately, I'd been opting to ride cabs for at least one of my rides, either to home or to work. Friday night, I decided to just walk for three miles instead.

Aside from the three block stretch on Erbes where there is no sidewalk or shoulder, the walk was really peaceful. I did this every day when I was in high school, and now that I'm armed with my iPod, I don't have to worry about anyone keeping me company.

It gave me a chance to walk by the site of my accident, a place that I had always rode or drove by in the past. There was a sense of buried fossils there, even if it was unknown to all but me. A piece of my innocence will always be lost on that small mound, and I soon walked away in disinterest.