It was a horrible day. I was tired, grumpy. Other things went wrong. Then I escaped it all. For two hours I rode the moped around Seattle. I went thorugh Fremont, downtown, up to Eastlake, down around the edge of lake washington, and back through Fremont, and then home. No destination, no worries. The sun came out, the air was cool, the traffic was light. I just flowed along, watching the scenery. Seattle really is a beautiful town. It was exactly what I needed. There's nothing better. I need to do that more often.