Sunday, February 16, 2014

Morning Commute

Driving down Highway 1 on Thursday morning, dropping the older off in Monterey. Conversation as follows.

Me, looking at the ocean: You ever feel like going and taking a walk in nature?
Him, shaking his head slowly back and forth: Noooooo.
Me: Me either. What's wrong with us?

A few minutes pass.

Me: But don't you feel like you could walk five miles through San Francisco?
Him: Of course. It's setting, mom. Setting is very important.