I went for an overdue walk this evening after dinner. Elise went to her faith group meeting. Mara was sideways staring at her phone and didn’t want to go with me. I walked to get the mail. There were two flyers posted, both advertising free events at our neighborhood community center this upcoming Saturday. One flyer was advertising “How AI Helps Business.” The other advertised the “Senior Health Fair.” I was more interested in the latter. The mailbox contained the latest edition of the Costco Connection magazine. I’ll read that before I’ll open Facebook or TikTok.
I walked up to Gorzycki. The sky was a light gray-blue with some pink swirls low on the horizon in the west, and long, whispy trails of clouds throughout the sky. It looked like a cold Fall or Winter sky.
I walked the back drive of the school slowly. I started getting that nostalgic and depressed feeling that I seem to be so succeptible to these days. Things like the light pole I’d always stop at at the top of the hill on the school grounds when I’d walk Mara to school. I haven’t walked her to school since late-January. I started working in an office back then.
And then I walked down Allerton. Between running hill repeats and almost 6 years at that school with both girls. It’s not the same as it was when they were in elementary, but it’s still the middle school that our girls attended, and is so close to the house. They build that school shortly after we bought our house.
Maybe it’s the change in seasons. Maybe it’s the nice, walkable weather. Maybe it’s just life flying by as it seems to do nowadays, and I need to acknowledge and heed the notion of slowing down.