Thinking over the past 24 hours, I realise how the world, which sometimes seems so large, can contract.
Yesterday I was driving along a remote country road with the Chap and my three dogs. We saw a few dozen wild turkeys roaming in a stubble field. And a jogger.
Today I find myself in a vast metropolis, where I've passed through a massive international airport, zipped about in underground trains, and walked along busy, busy streets filled with "city people".
I didn't draw this map, but I do recognise its accuracy.
We're in the red part. The reddest part of the red part. A long, long way from fields and forests and turkeys.
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