Sand spent Tuesday exploring the city, as he’d never been there before. It was older than he’d expected, which didn’t bother him in the least. He liked old buildings and the feeling of permanence they imbued in him. It was also greener than he’d imagined, with a multitude of small to large parks, and walking paths galore. Twice, he parked close to one of the paths then strolled along it, nodding to mothers shepherding their kids or stepping to the side of the path when a bicyclist went tearing by. He considered buying a bike of his own at some future date since it seemed as if half the population owned them. It would be cheap, easy transportation, for most of the year.
I could be happy here, I think. Well, if I can find a job. I don’t do idle well. Somehow he doubted his former boss would
