across the street

don't get me wrong, i really do love our house. but i made a terrible mistake on my walk monday. there is a library in park hill that does baby reading on thrusdays so i thought i would time myself to see how long it takes to walk there. once you cross colorado blvd you enter an entirely new world. a world, which has captivated and mesmerized me with its craftsman bungalows and brick tutors. oh the trees, the yards, the smiles oh my. there is a market with goat cheese and organic produce! a co-op bookstore! a breakfast place and a cute restaurant. oh park hill why must you make me feel like this. i feel like i'm cheating on my neighborhood, the hood, north city park. i love how everyone smiles and head nods at me in park hill. very few will return my gaze nor even confirm my existence in city park north, it makes me realize they aren’t that happy we moved into the neighborhood. i will admit i get more hoots and hollers in our hood, but that's not necessarily my goal when i'm trying to burn some calories, married with my baby boy. our corner market has rotting meat smell, dusty shelves, rotten produce and hair weave. oh what a difference a couple of blocks make.