I love
you guys. Thank you for keeping me (at least partially) sane. I don't think I express how grateful I am anywhere near enough.
I'm in that mood to go walking again. It always seems to strike at night - that impulse to get up, get my shoes on, and walk, and just never stop.
I think everyone gets that impulse, to just disappear and be completely free of all the self-imposed cages: reality, one's own life, one's friends, one's history, one's home, one's responsibilities. They aren't a weight, but I do feel heavy.
I don't really want permanence; I'm sure once I got going, I'd stop eventually. I just want it to be enough.