today i was well enough to get up and walk the line again. i took four or five short passes, and most of the interesting stuff happened in the first pass.
one disapproving head shaker
two enthusiastic honk and waves
one big thumbs up
one carload of young women rolled down their window and started to say something of unclear intent, but their faces were friendly.
one woman stopped me at the corner to ask my story. "i see you all the time", she said.
she called me a woman of courage.
there were also a lot of slow drivebys. this is what happens, i think, when drivers attempt to read the sign for the first time. the more of these i see, the more i think i am reaching new eyes.
telling the story is the primary purpose of the activity.
thanks for reading.
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