Sleepwalking my way through life: Back in the habit



Back in the habit

I’m just home from work and it’s almost ten o’clock.

I stepped out of the office waving the smoke of someone’s cigarette out of my face and contemplating the route I could take home. It would take me about twenty five minutes to walk from A to B down a long, mostly silent, road. I could wait and catch the bus, but I’d arrive home at the same time anyway and I could do with the exercise. Maybe I’d take a taxi, but I wasn’t feeling especially lazy and I had spent my last money on a can of Coke earlier that day.

So I began walking. I slipped on my headphones and chilled out to soundtrack of Garden State, a film with the most relaxing music score in existence. The road was usually practically empty at that time of night, hardly any cars going either way, but this night there were quite a few cars heading in the same direction as I was; driving in a long slow line like a funeral march. Occasionally I would be blinded by the guiding light of an oncoming vehicle, but most of the time my thoughts were uninterrupted.

And think I did. The mile and a half walk from work to home perfectly fits the specifications for a good think. It almost completely mirrors the walk to school that I used to embark on every day, a walk that I have sorely missed these past several months. I wander to school at a leisurely pace, letting my feet guide me as my mind was more occupied on matters that were more crucial; when could I do my homework, how much do I have for lunch, what could I do this weekend?

Now that I’m older I have slightly more pressing issues to attend to, like; when could I do my ever growing mountain of homework, how much money is left in my bank-account, what can I do with Marie this weekend? Very pressing issues.

So I walked and thought. My feet led themselves as my mind was busy sorting through thoughts and feelings that I had experienced over the past couple of weeks and the funeral march proceeded beside me. More than once I found myself gazing up at the dark sky, watching the shining moon as it travelled from cloud to cloud. It shone elegantly and simply, it’s almost blinding light creating a silvery aura in the darkness around it. There were also a few stars dotted around the clouds, demonstrating my insignificance in the universe. Even so, feeling small made me feel special.

I think I’m going to enjoy walking again.
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1 Comments:

At 10:19 am, Anonymous Jules said...

It's so URGENT! Haha, you made my day :)

 

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