Of kites and long walks

Today, I went for a swim at my neighbourhood sports hall. Normally, I would cycle there but I decided to walk the few kilometres.

Outside the sports complex, there are plenty of people flying kites. The skies would look so colourful before sunset. Last year, while I was cycling to the sports hall at night, I ran into a kite line which got stuck on the railway. I had pretty long bruise when the kite line snapped on my neck. It was pretty scary considering that it would be an entirely different story if the kite line was made out of nylon.

Nonetheless, that was yesterday's story. I remain grateful for today.

I love long walks. Don't you?