Sharing thoughts on why i take these evening walks.
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Same old, same old
Early Sunday morning stroll to stretch the limbs and clear the cobwebs out of my head. What do we mean when we say, same old, same old?
I remembered an important childhood lesson
I was out walking along a path I know well. I closed my eyes for no apparent reason, but I’m glad I did because I remembered this lesson: we walk by faith, not by sight.