Empty

In the morning walk to the office. Work all morning. Accomplish quite a bit. Walk home for lunch. Walk back to the office in the afternoon. Work a little more. Walk west on Wisconsin Avenue. It is empty. Unreal. Walk to the post office to send out some letters. At sunset walk to the lakefront. Scatter out some Fritos to a bunch of geese. The seagulls swoop in to get their share too. Being in the center of a maelstrom of wild birds circling me is exhilirating. Walk back home.