If you say so.

Just got back from walking my cat downtown. Peaceful. No traffic.

Spent years walking all over Detroit after midnight. Was eventually told no one bothered me because the joggers thought I was either the craziest white man they ever seen, or a murderer. Either way, no one wanted to fuck with me.

The woods are my favorite place to walk at night. One trail was so dark, I had to feel my way for a hundred yards or so, climbing down in some spots. Couldn't see him, a buck was so close I could smell and feel his breath. Yes, a bit of a scary situation, but the buck was just curious.