... boils down to this: (1) I need to go somewhere; (2) I need to have my weekly artist’s date; (3) I decide to walk there as my form of transportation; (4) I allow FAR more time to get there than I need, so it feels luxurious; (5) I stop to smell the flowers (a habit picked up from an important person in my life of the feminine persuasion); and (6) I pull out my cell phone and take pictures if I see something particularly appealing to my aesthetics or that prompts a meditative state…