A good walk

Going for a walk never used to be exciting. Now, it's the highlight of my day. 

I try to go for a walk every day at 5pm. It marks the end of my 'workday' in a feeble attempt to retain a sense of structure during self-isolation. 

Going for a walk is positively joyful because it gets me out of the house. It's the sole change of scenery now that my days consist of working from home, studying from home, socialising from home and relaxing (you guessed it) from home. 

There are so many wonderful things about walks that I never noticed before. The autumny smells in the air and the breeze lifting up fallen leaves and swishing them all over the place. The sky is different every day: sometimes cloudy, sometimes clear, sometimes orange, other times purple. 

I look with interest at every person I pass by. Even though we have to avoid each other and keep a distance of at least two metres, I smile at them. I imagine that they are friends of mine. Though they haven't signed up for it, these people are the only people I see except for my family these days. I wonder how their days have been. 

I am lucky: there is a wetland really close to my house. I can walk around the wetland and watch birds doing their thing: flying around, making noises, eating, fighting with each other. They are so entertaining. I never really noticed that before. 

Going for a walk gives me a chance to listen to podcasts. I get lost in discussions of politics, history, relationships, pop culture. I learn things as my body is moving. 

Thank the universe for walks! 

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