the wrong side of the bed
Sunday, September 05, 2004
walking after midnight, before midnight, exactly at midnight...
so, i just got back from my second walk of the day. this one was more leisurely but, given the humidity level, just as sweaty. ick. yet somehow i feel better. walking is good when i am restless and confused. i was, but now i am less so.
walking is magic that way. i think one of the reasons i'm doing okay off my meds (aside from ten years of therapy) is because of all the walking i have to do for my back. not walking makes me cranky and anxious. yay for walking, rah rah rah.