Imagine being excited about walking and I am. After weeks of
pain and waiting for help, I seem to be healing myself. Walking feels like
freedom. Being out has been part of my life forever. It is the reason I bought
this house forty years ago. Today I’ll be out early again, smiling and waving
at everybody. Later I’ll get busy with mundane chores like grocery shopping and
sweeping the floors. Might get to the nursery for a pink camellia bush.
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