Since I've had some time on my hands, I've started taking a daily (almost) walk around the neighborhood. It's by no means long-distance, I'm not power-walking with my arms a-swingin', and I'm only out for about a half hour. But for me, that's almost a workout. In reality, I'm a bit of a couch potato. I guess I figured that I could be a bit more productive with my time.
I've discovered something interesting. While I'm out and about, I'm not even thinking about anything! I'm not listening to music. No societal or personal issues run through my head. I'm not even layouting out my next blog post. Oh, I try to think about something. The next housecleaning project, next steps in the job hunt. But the thoughts won't stay in line! I don't think that it's because I'm easily distracted. Sure, I notice the birds or the landscaping or the car coming down the road. But I don't literally stop to smell the roses.
My mind, it seems, is just behaving like it has...well, a mind of its own. My walk is a time to just be. Perhaps one of these days I'll have some grand moment of inspiration or clarity. Or not.
In the meantime, I'm going to leave my mind's curtains open and enjoy the fresh air.
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