4am in Spokane

So I took Torren to work this morning, because I needed the car. On the way home I heard a song called “I Went Back to Ohio.” At 4am it seemed ironic. I need to look it up, although apparently it's an older song. I also learned that at 4 in the morning the grocery store next to our apartment building is baking for the day, so everything smells faintly of bread and donuts. This is one more thing I can say I like about Spokane. Torren thinks that Spokane hit its peak in the early nineties and has never fully recovered. In some ways this is true, some of the buildings do have a nineties edge to them, and some of the people do as well. But I like Spokane. It is clean here. And considerably safer. Walking home from a bar at 3am is par for the course, your only concern being the occasional meth addict. But they’ll only rob you, and so far I haven’t seen any, though my friend Melisa is dieing to get a picture of one. I like it a lot downtown. Its well within walking distance and in the middle of it is a park where the waterfall is. The park is very green, and sprawling, and there is a goat statue there that eats trash. It’s fantastic.