I do a lot of walking, mostly by choice.
It’s become my go-to when I have something I want to mull over, when I don’t want to think, when I just want to space out time.
Because walking doesn’t eat up miles. It takes time. What would take minutes by car now takes an hour.
Time seems to stretch out for me and there’s a space now between where I was and where I’m going.
Sometimes that space is vital, necessary, needed and walking is how I get it.
Also, writing this entry by Swyping is killing me, so I’m cutting this one short too.