Walking at night on a workday is the perfect ending to my day.
I start walking, open to the elements and what is around me, but thinking about the day past and letting my thoughts yammer away. But soon my monkey brain lets go and my body and soul open up to the night and all that it gives me.
I have realized that walking at night affords me a certain kind of anonymity - a cover of darkness that I can escape into. It's my therapy.
Walking during the day is more utilitarian - walking about doing errands - and social - saying hello, stopping to chat, waving at people driving down the street.
You have to be willing to be seen and to see lots of people.
I enjoy that, especially on the weekends.
But being in front of 40 plus students during the day plus everyone else a day brings -
I need to walk solo for a bit.
Walking at night cleanses me from everything that accumulated that day.
It brings me back to body and soul, like a re-set to myself again.
Walking during the day is more utilitarian - walking about doing errands - and social - saying hello, stopping to chat, waving at people driving down the street.
You have to be willing to be seen and to see lots of people.
I enjoy that, especially on the weekends.
But being in front of 40 plus students during the day plus everyone else a day brings -
I need to walk solo for a bit.
Walking at night cleanses me from everything that accumulated that day.
It brings me back to body and soul, like a re-set to myself again.
This has become one of my favourite little places to visit each day. Thank you.
ReplyDeletelately i've been thinking of you and your mom on those walks
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