February 24th, 2007

warm grass like the fourth of july

I had no idea the zoo was so close to East Beach. I walked the way back to the transit center instead of taking that lame– I mean, that lovely, electric– shuttle. and something amazing happened: I came upon the drum and dance circle that I read about every week in the Independent. Guess I found Chase Palm Park. aptly named. I sat against a palm tree and wrote down my thoughts.