Fall Walk

We left home without a destination in mind. We walked and walked and walked this morning. Out along the trail next to the train tracks, past the little park near the house, back through the neighborhood, out to South Boulder Road and to Tim's Toy Trains before heading back home for nap.

I pulled him in his wagon the whole way, feeling oddly comforted by the constant tug of it behind me as we went. The wagon connected me to him and to the earth, solid, keeping me grounded. His only request was to see choo-choo trains, and so our destination was chosen. I walked off nervous energy I've been harboring for no reason lately (except perhaps because I haven't had an outlet--my mom always reminds me I'm happiest when I'm exercising regularly). I breathed in the cool fall air, centering myself. This is my meditation. I find peace and restore balance within myself out here.