walkies

19th Apr, 2025

i hope to god i manage to keep this short tonight.

i'm quite tired right now. throat is sore, my hips hurt, my eyes are burning a little and my feet feel really weird.

all of this is the consequence of walking the two hours, eight kilometres from my house to the city. of course it was a little longer than that on both counts, because I stopped a bunch of times and didn't exactly take the most direct route.

eight kilometres isn't really that much. It's also not a casual stroll, though.

so, why'd I do this dumb thing?

i dunno. maybe cause it felt like doing something about my problems. maybe because I just wanted to know what it felt like.

i stopped for maccies at about the halfway point; and that was nice. i gave a random family the advice to put a hashbrown on a cheeseburger as a replacement for the beef, so their maybe 14 year old kid who was trying vegitarianism could have maccies with everyone else.

that felt good, as much as i felt slightly bad also for making them pay $4 extra.

the dad gave me a thumbs up, called me 'legend', and made some kinda dumb comment about "waking up to myself" when i mentioned im not really vegetarian anymore.

and then i kept walking, all the way to the city.

it didn't feel good, exactly. but it was satisfying to be stubborn, to stick with it all the way when i could have easily turned around and gotten a bus home at any time, walking along the main road as i was. and now i know what it feels like.

im gonna have a cup of tea and sit in this bean bag for a bit before finally getting that bus home. i deserve that much, maybe.

goodnight everyone