I took a walk tonight. I don't usually walk at night, but all of a sudden I had a feeling that it was just what I needed. It was. As soon as my tennis shoes hit the road and I breathed in the cool, fresh (well, slightly Green Mill hamburger-scented) air, I wondered why I don't do this more often. I realized that I hardly ever walk alone. Most often I am with my dog, who pulls and sniffs and pees and poops in the most inconvenient places, and though I love him, it is a much different thing to walk with nobody - nothing - else. Another thing: I am hardly ever alone. I've realized this before, but I thought about it again on this walk that - just as Julia Cameron promises - helped clear my head and calm me. I love my husband more than I'd ever imagined I could love a man, and I thoroughly enjoy spending time with him. I just haven't been careful enough to make sure to be solitary, too. I've always needed time alone, and I think that's what used to keep me sane and not so volatile.

*I am getting distracted by The Royal Tenenbaums, which Adam and I put on as background while we were working on our school stuff. What a great movie. So anyway....my train of thought has derailed. I'll try again tomorrow~!