After working, once again, in my pajamas all day, I got dressed and headed out on a mission to see the world. I first stopped at a park in Brea.
It turned out not to be as interesting of a park as I hoped it would be.
I wandered around a bit, enjoying the sunshine.
I decided to drive to Fullerton. On the way, I noticed another area to walk around.
I walked around the trails for a little while trying to get a good shot of the oil pumps.
I thought this sign was funny. What exactly is a dog nuisance? And who does the removing?
As I got in my car, I saw the sun flare calling out to me. So I captured it.
I continued on my way to Fullerton, thinking about 12 more years and what I was going to do with that, wondering if I'm right to believe that I really have that when I saw a prism in the sky. God's promise to me. I pulled over to take a picture of it, wondering how many others even noticed it.
I wanted to cry. Instead I got back in my car and continued to Fullerton.
I ended up at the train station. It was so wonderful. There were people out there waiting for trains. A Metrolink was just pulling up as I walked to the station. There were a group of Amish people waiting for a train. I wanted so badly to take a picture of them, but I couldn't do that. I did hover around, waiting for a chance, but it never came. I seriously thought they knew what I was thinking even though I acted as casual as I could. I loved the activity at the station. The fact that you could walk pretty much anywhere unimpeded, without security, like it used to be when I was little and we would fly. Those days are long gone when it comes to air travel. It was lovely to experience it at the train station.
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