Through the park.

"Fresh air from the trees down at the park should do me good," thought Jamie as she put her hair up in a tight ponytail with a large black scrunchie. She finished her breakfast and quickly headed out the door. When she arrived at the park, Jamie decided to stretch and see what her fellow citizens were up to today. Her gaze caught view of a basketball game down by the courts, picnics populated by familiar faces, suntanning women, a street performer, a couple of gawkers, and some hobos down at the far end of the park.