A careless mistake made me realize how accustomed I have become to walking with a backpack.
Sue and I stopped at a bar for coffee Saturday and I put my hat on a chair.
We had walked about half a mile, up a steep hill, when I realized I had no hat. I left my pack with Sue for my retrieval mission.
Have you ever had a dream that you were flying? That is how I felt coming back up the hill without my pack.