When I stepped outside to walk, after just 2 or 3 minutes, I noticed something — I was forcing the writing. Knowing someone might read it was throwing me off. From now on, whatever happens, first rule: write raw. As it is.

A little further, there was a river. The sky turning faintly blue before dawn, the sun not yet visible. I ran about 20 meters without thinking. Back and forth, maybe 60. Then 80 more, without thinking. Birds were calling. Within 100 meters, more than 30 trees — at least 20 birds living in them, by my count. Right or wrong, I only actually heard them for about 2 seconds. Then I moved again. One or two runners passed. An elderly person was walking nearby.

On the way back, the thought came — now what? But just like before, I let it go without deciding anything. Not quite a resolution. Just… letting it pass.

Losing weight, exercising, dieting, living healthy — there are many things. But the efficient path, they say: heart rate 110 — lightly out of breath, still able to talk — sustained for 30 minutes. Unless you have a specific goal, pushing hard from the start never lasts. I’ve tried it occasionally. It always stopped. If you’re someone lazy trying to get maximum results from minimum effort — just walk fast for 30 minutes. That’s enough. Probably. But why am I even writing this. Too many words again.

Back home, nothing to do, so I wrote this. 4 hours until work. Now what. What should I do. What do I do. For some reason I’ve been drinking a lot of water the past 2 or 3 days. Bottled in plastic though. Microplastics everywhere, I hear — worry about it if you want.

Mm. Mm. Mm…..