Since I was young, I was drawn to long walks. As a kid, to help fall asleep, I would imagine myself getting up and going out. I would pay attention to every step as I walked for miles. Eventually drifting off.
As an adult, I started taking evening walks. Sometimes with friends, often by myself. There weren’t any intentions. I just had “itchy feet”. My mind usually wandered and sometimes I’d write down notes.
Tonight, I went for a long walk and thought about writing my thoughts on here. No real intentions, just unscrambling the brain one footstep at a time.
#1 “in the name of anonymity”
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Everyone Wanders 