I have manly feet. If you squint closely, you may find a couple of callouses somewhere on them…some from shoes, some from consistent padding and trooping.
I walk too much, there is something therapeutic about walking. I can walk for miles and not notice that I had gone far. Especially when I am thinking about something deep. But since I live near my work and everything else too, my walking had decreased, and now shorter and has purpose, so I think less because the cogs in my brian are preoccupied with things like budget, food, clothes, friends, work and going home on time. I’ve been worried too for a couple of days, so my walking time is no longer of leisure.
There is a difference between thinking with the Cogs in your brain just circling with an almost robotic pace, and the other kind of thinking where you just let you mind flow…..and i miss the latter.
I enjoyed my time in Singapore immensely, and I am eternally grateful for friends who gave me the opportunity to do so. I rarely go out nowadays, even partying lost its appeal. Lola much? So I hope next year I would get to travel more…I want to see beautiful things and places as much as I can.
Here’s to more walking to 2011.

