I walked alone along a trail in Sand Run Metro Park the other day. For me, the pleasure of walking alone is in the stopping—when you walk alone, you feel no pressure to hurry along the trail. You feel no urgency to look quickly. You can pause and stare up the trunk of an oak tree for as long as your little heart desires.
My little heart desired to stare …
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