Was on my way to a concert tonight, I'm going to write a review for it. I started out walking, thinking I can find my way easily. I get turned around in the winding, curving Tel Aviv streets. Time is ticking away. I hail a cab, spending precious money I don't have on a story that I'm writing for free. We get to the venue, the neighborhood is surprisingly desolate. The cab lets me out.
The concert is tomorrow.
I walk home. I find my way easily.