Routine

I have begun walking again. This beautiful weather makes it easy. I walk Cody a mile in the morning before work and then I walk a mile a lunchtime. A one mile track in a park is just a couple of blocks away, so I go there.

I am trying to feel my feelings more and express them, too. It's hard though. I feel out of control. So far though, no one has run away from me or told me they hate me. I feel wonky right now just talking about it.

I remember being self contained as a small child, I think because i was always around adults, with few playmates my own age. I'd have no problems being a hermit, but alas, I have chosen a different path. So I must learn to walk it well.