I walk to my night job often and walk home in the morning. Each way is about an hour and a half. In the middle of my walk is the sound (or bay) with views of the water, some islands and mountains, clouds, ferries, some ships, and the city skyline. At one end of the walk is the concrete city (where my night job is). At the other end is the freight train operation. These days…my only joy or moment of feeling somewhat alive is during the middle of my walk…in the evening around 9 pm…and in the morning around 7:30 am. This video is of my morning walk home from work. The previous video was at the end of my morning walk. On some mornings…I am so exhausted that I can barely walk straight or stay awake…the walk is almost painful. On other mornings…I feel invigorated. I will take more videos of these walks over the next few days…the between…and the ends. If you understand me…it is the between that keeps me from putting an end to my existence. I have put an end to my journal-like entry posts:) I know where I need to go. I am enjoying this weird transition of less words and draft photography and video.