I'm Going For a WalkSpring has come to my neighborhood. I know because the electric lines running across the roads are blooming with shoes again. Ah, spring. So far this year's crop isn't as colourful as last year's, mostly sandals and a few pairs of hiking boots. Last year had everything from baby shoes to golf shoes, high heels to wingtips - even a pair of chunky-heeled, redneck-girl, boots. I'm glad I took pictures of last year's crop.
I walk to and from work alot, not because I have to, but because I
like to. I like having the 'alone time' you get when you are walking by
yourself. Just me, walking down the road, big metal beasts rumbling
past in herds, but few people. Of course, it's always nice exchanging
'Hello's with a stranger or two, but mostly it's just me.
I think alot while I'm walking. I go over the details of ideas I'm
working on. I write in my head while I walk. I sing, rather loud at times,
but the growling metal beasts drown me out. I sometimes laugh outloud to
myself. Good thing it is usually just me. Walk it off, walk it out. Today I was walking home thinking about how different things are now from this time last year. Things have been good ....good - different - good... Sometimes things are good because they aren't different, sometimes because they are.
It's not just the shoes, most everything is different. Last year at this
time, I wasn't working. I was still filling out applications. Last year
at this time I was just starting to realize some people don't care how their
life goes. This year I realize how rare it is to find people who honestly
do. So far on my walks I've found a pack of matches from some club in Georgia called The Vortex, a Marvin the Martian watch, a hard hat, and 30cents - a quarter and a nickel sitting together, not sure how that happened - but mostly, I find perspective.
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