A Favorite "Hobby"

I'd forgotten how much I love walking.
Not running or sprinting, just... walking.

It started out as a way to condition for marching band but quickly developed into a sort of hobby.
Since I can't usually remember the dreams that I have at night (except when I have deja vu), I dream when I walk. It's the best time for me to think about everything going on in my life, what's coming in the future, what I could have done better in the past...
But that's not all I think about. I don't like to walk on main roads (noisy, exhaust-y, and too bright to see stars) so when I pass houses I like to think of what it looks like on the inside and what they people who live in it are like.
Speaking of stars, I was just thinking about those tonight (I think about them a lot because they're just so awesome).
For me, the stars are the most amazing part of creation. To think that all those little blinky dots up there are ginormous gobs of liquid fire that are way bigger than our puny little sun just blows my mind. Not only that, there's BILLIONS of them.
And that's not even the most amazing part.
The best part is that not only are there billions and billions of them, God can call them all BY NAME. As in, "Hey, Zephanon Alpha, what are you doing out of your binary orbit?? Don't make me supernova you!" etc., etc.
Incredible.

But back to walking.
It's my stress reliever, my relaxation technique, and a way to (mostly) stay in shape. Like I said, when I go out, it's usually to just walk, but when I feel particularly angry, passionate, emotional, or really happy, I run.

Fast.

I get an indescribable pleasure out of hearing all the leaves swirling up behind behind me and feeling the wind on my skin and through my hair... it's awesome.

Tonight while I was thinking about the stars, I decided to go up 39th a bit to the nice big field by Santa Fe College and do a little star-gazing, but before I got to the first traffic light, I decided that it would probably be around 11:30 before I got back, so I turned around and went back home. And now it's hot in this house.
I'm gonna go turn on the fan.

~Amy