Walking as a practice

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I get up, turning my chair to face the direction I want to walk in.

Standing I extend my right leg out to begin moving.

A few steps later and I’m at the whiteboard on the wall.

Turning I step over the splayed out dog, his ear twitching in time to Thelonious Monk. Another step forward and I’m reutrning to my seat to write this entry.