Thankful

This morning I took the bus up to Rockridge. I'm meeting Betsy here later this afternoon for a writing session, and then I'll walk home. I do this fairly often. It's a nice opportunity to appreciate the more beautiful neighborhoods in Oakland and Berkeley.

On the bus ride up, we passed UC Berkeley. I watched the cracks in the sidewalk, the high heels, the big sunglasses, the ungainly backpacks. I looked at the buildings and the "Change We Need" signs still supporting Obama two weeks after Election Day.

It's all temporal. One day it'll be gone. I find myself grateful for having the chance to be part of it all.