I was doing some writing tonight – something I’ve been tackling with greater frequency over the past week or so, trying for at least 30 minutes a night but usually ending up closer to 60 minutes every-other-night. I’m also going to keep track of word count, not just minutes, to make sure I continue to move the story forward instead of making my fortieth revision of the same sentence.
In any event, while going back to double-check that I remembered the name of the exit to the UWMC from Hwy 520, I decided to zoom into Google’s street view to see if I could virtually relive some of the scene I’d just written, where mom drives me back to the hospital to begin my (scheduled) second round of chemotherapy.
I initially thought the street scenes were pretty gloomy. Typically dark and overcast and stereotypically Seattle.
But I remembered that day being a beautifully sunny spring day, flowers blooming, bright sunshine. Imagine my surprise, then, when I clicked ahead to the next intersection.
Funny vagaries of Internet maps. Would that the seasons changed as quickly as walking across the street.
