There's this warehouse around the corner from my apartment that I often run past on my morning or evening jogs. For the past few months, I've been sneaking up to the roof of the warehouse parking garage after hours. It's no glamorous little garden or quaint treehouse in the sky, but the clouds do feel so close up there. And it's well-lit enough that I don't feel unsafe, but without stealing the moon's thunder.
Sometimes I'll put on some hardcore 90s hip-hop and sprint around the empty lot until my legs feel like jelly. Other times I'll just lay on the ground with a podcast in my ear.
I know, I know. I should probably be a bit more careful. But I'm just being honest...
Maybe it's time to find a daytime escape.
The #100daychallenge writing series is my way of holding my right brain accountable for all the brain fog in hopes that I'll learn to creatively organize my thoughts and learn something(s) new about myself in the process. The challenge includes prompts from the San Francisco Writers' Grotto's 642 Things to Write About. You can also follow my #100daychallenge here.