Quiet and Well-Lit Public Basketball Courts
I stopped at the basketball courts on the drive home after a run around North Park Lake. There's something inviting about their emptiness. I can't play basketball for the life of me and I want to stand here for a moment. Maybe I'm overheated. I just ran five miles. I don't usually do that. It's only 43 degrees out here. Is it basketball season yet? Why are the lights on? They're surrounded by trees on three sides. I should get back in the car. I should have some water.