First Person Singular by Wendy Braitman

In Appreciation of a Parking Spot

For the first time in a long, urban life, I have a reserved parking spot at home. Actually, I have two, as does every unit in my building. Most people here live with a spouse, so I’m one of the few who gets to park sloppy, in between the two spots, which makes pulling in and out a breeze. During the years of living in San Francisco, I’d spend hours driving around looking for a place to park. Now, I take my garage for granted. But not today. Today, it’s on my gratitude list. What mundane, yet transformative, item is on yours?

Image by Mr. Brainwash