Walking

I like to walk. Long, leisurely walks along the water. The water is key. Hearing the waves brush against a pier relaxes me. Watching them pound against the rocks reminds me just how powerful Nature is.

As I walked along the Berkeley Pier tonight, the sheer length (about a half-mile) allowed for some thought. Among several other things, I realized just how much I am going to miss being able to take these walks after I move. I mean, I still can. But I'm going to have to drive 40 miles to do it, and I know I'm not going to do that. The San Ramon area is going to have to suffice. Maybe I can find something out there to captivate me and make me want to walk like I so enjoy doing here. My friend suggested Mt. Diablo, where there are many hikes to be made. We shall see.

Also, one of the wonders of life: best friends. Lucky am I to have not one, but two. Two people who combined, probably know more about me than my own family. Then again...in a way, they really are family. Amazing.

And...I find myself in the VERY unfamiliar position of being able to smile as I drift into thought. As I walked I began to smile again, as the song "Collide" whispered through my headphones. I always liked the song, but always thought it didn't apply to me. Till now. And THAT really makes me smile.