During my second trek, rather than heading west, I headed east on Layton Avenue toward the lake. I came across a park at the end of Layton Avenue where I took most of my photos that day. Something about the scenery in the park made it stand out in stark contrast to its urban surroundings thus creating a more placid environment. It seemed as thought I was able to appreciate the parks tranquilness more than had I not been presented with Layton Avenue's raw urban environment first.
I know I mentioned it before with negative regards, but during my first trek while I was waiting two hours for a train to barrel down the tracks I had much time to think. I was given time to reflect on many things like this whole new "trek" experience, problems that were then present, and my life in general. The wait was worth it to me.
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