This morning,Taz and I ran an errand that took me vaguely near my old office - which happens to be located on CU's East Campus which happens to also contain some wetlands with a spaghetti network of short hilly dirt trails which happen to feel very wild amidst citified Boulder.
Back in my pre-retirement days, I would often run home from work. And if I really needed a break from the hustle and bustle of life, I'd detour through those trails. I haven't run there since I retired, and Taz has never been on those trails, so we gave ourselves a treat - and a break from the hustle and bustle of life - and visited our little spaghetti network of wild amidst the city. Funny how the wild can have such a calming effect...
