I took a longish walk to the grocery store. It took about an hour and a bit, and it was a nice ealry morning, and I got to have some nice quiet time to consider society, telephone poles and the Starbucks habits of Portland policemen. I ended up just getting milk as I had planed and an orange, which I ate right after leaving the store. I hadn't had an orange in a while and it was delicious. Sometimes it's nice to forget things and be surprised by them again. Knowing fully well that I like oranges, and not having had one, biting into an orange this morning was crisp and amazing. This world offers us so many good things, why do we pass them up so often?