I’m fighting the urge to go for a walk. I’ve been fighting it since about 9pm tonight. It’s 11pm right now. It’s also about 20 degrees outside and blowing snow. And I have to go to work tomorrow. But there is really very little that is keeping me from bundling up and going out for a few miles. I’m not sure where this came from. I’m not even sure where I’d go if I did go for a walk. Hopefully getting a load of laundry in and taking a shower will calm me down and I can go to sleep.
Maybe I’d walk down to my friend’s house. It’s a nice walk. It’s beautiful and quiet. There are the nicest street lamps along the road that look so beautiful in the snow. Or maybe I’d just walk around my block. Up to the grocery store to buy a midnight doughnut?
Why do I feel such a need to go take a walk? This is ridiculous.