Thread:Vorknkx/@comment-3547390-20150204202730/@comment-3547390-20150408212814

I avoid walking when ice is on the road, preferring to wait for the roads to be clear for my own safety. Still, I used to walk a mile every day to get home from school. I think a lot of my hatred of snow came from these days, I preferred to climb the snowbanks than dare the claustrophobic streets, but would end up soggy and tired from an arduous trek. Ice was never a real danger for me, I tend to get injured more often by my ankles, which tend to get sprained when I twist it in a weird fashion.

Without music, I would get bored rather quickly. Even a mile is too far of a walk without something driving me forward. I tend to walk over ten miles, usually more like fifteen, when going on a walk and allowing myself to be lost. It is a good time for me to forget, I tend to start out stressed and end up feeling remorseful as my body starts feeling pain. What I have learned is that walking in the South is very different to the North, you want to go late at night to prevent heat exhaustion (I got it during one such journey where I ended up moving from shadow to shadow to rest, meanwhile being bitten by fire ants and feeling like passing out).

Usually I sleep and don't do anything productive on the days I walk. It is a good cleansing though, as I said the pain and exhaustion gets rid of thoughts of worry and dread.