Yesterday was not a great day. It wasn't awful, but lots of little things just didn't go my way. I got frustrated and by the time I left work I'd been seriously close to random tears. I was feeling fidgety and off for hours. So when I got home, I double-checked that the traps were still empty, (they were, yay!), changed clothes, and went out for a walk. I took my cell phone, my keys, and my iPod. I set out one direction where I knew there weren't too many hills and the chances of running into people I know (i.e. my students) wasn't great and just walked. I ended up taking a phone call for half of my walk, which is probably part of why I ended up getting 2.3 miles from my apartment before I decided I should turn around and go home. I really needed that walk. After all that outside alone time, things felt better in perspective. I couldn't change a lot of what had happened, or didn't have control over things I was worrying about. I just needed to clear my head. I'd forgotten how much outside time I used to have in the past, but now that I remember, I think I'll make more of an effort to find it.
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