500 miles and thousands of thoughts

I’m all about living life to its’ fullest; however, perpetual exhaustion, isn’t it.

Legoman

This journey is joyous and full of genuine and prismatic souls; these folk undoubtedly are making me a better and more well-rounded human.

We (hikers) often don’t fit well into the structure of “regular life” and have always felt the gravity of the outdoors. It draws us out of the rapid currents of the mainstream into the simple tranquility of the outdoors.

The trail is a formidable thing; its’ terrain is unrelenting. Yet it is also a faithful companion blaze to blaze, guiding you to the next shelter and resupply.

Much of my walking has been without music or podcast, only the sounds of the forest and the rocks and leaves crunching underneath my feet. In this space, the mind wanders from immediate things: water, food, and shelter to things many years past: relationships, conversations, and choices.

As I walk (literally and symbolically), I’ve realized that choosing not to rest so often in my past was also choosing not to process and digest. Though these things swiftly left my immediate consciousness, they have just been waiting in an ever-lengthening internal cue.

I’m learning and re-learning the importance of rest and rest cycles on this journey.

I adjure each of you to prioritize rest in your lives.

I’m all about living life to its’ fullest; however, perpetual exhaustion, isn’t it.