i'm always telling myself i'll go, then complain when i don't:

i should go for a walk. a long quiet walk in the evening while the sky changes colours in the sunset, the heat settles to the perfect temperature, and end up walking back in the dark. i want to wander and discover somwhere i've never been--maybe even get lost on the way back. i want to hum a song, even if people look at me funny. i want to learn the words to a new song. i want a light breeze to remind me the world is still turning, tomorrow will still come, and this too shall pass...

walk with me--