My favorite walks are the random weekday ones where I stumble into presence and inspiration. I planned to just get it done and come home and work, but I ended up staying 3 hours and then coming home and taking a 3 hour nap instead. I think any artist would agree this is also "working". Or maybe I should say I’m never working again.
Stumbling into presence.
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