On 31st May, I took a long walk between Rumukurushi Junction to Rumudara, within the city of Port Harcourt in Nigeria, which was at a maximum of 3.0km, giving a total of 3000meters, approximately 4,000meters since I didn't begin my counts from my exact point lane. The first of its kind ever for me. It wasn't planned I would never sit back to plan a road walk to keep fit, everybody knows, so that wasn't it.
It started with my visit to the local market, where I sought to restock items lacking for my business. Unfortunately, I didn't set out on time (laziness caused that tho) and had to face the repercussions of running around and pleading with shop owners to have mercy and sell for me. Having just the tip lock packs that I use for my sandwiches left to be brought. I still had hopes, a hopeless hope I thought because it was already past 7:30 pm, and knowing fully well that shops that had it had already functioned for the day.
I could have taken a ride down to at least Tank to continue my hopeless search, but I guess I was just enjoying the walk. Not to fool anyone, after all, not when I had already admitted that to myself too.
It wasn't a matter of enjoying an evening stroll,
I could forfeit a meal money for anything trekking.
I needed a clear head and that was what there was to it.
Never would have imagined in this life time that an evening walk would be therapeutic for me but it did and honestly the only productivity gotten from my event of yesterday. I walked down to tank, and found my search for tip locks less important because I think my legs operated at their own will and that had me moving on.
For safety purpose, I decided on walking on the division pavement in-between the express lanes even if it wasn't convenient having cars light flashes on me all through my journey but I guess that was the safety in it.
Driving through the new slate lane…
My walk was everything emotional. I cried, I sang, had both bitter and sweet laughs, and talked to myself. The moment I sighted a coming truck, I readied myself for a scream as I felt like doing so and because I knew very much that the speed of the coming truck vehicle would outgo my screams.
Oh., and I did that and it perfectly when as planned. But what followed was an outburst of laughter,,
smiling while recalling all these from last night.
It felt like two seconds of freedom.
I mean I doubt I could act that way if it were to be at the daytime.
Immediately after I stopped laughing, I began smiling because my brain had a switch. It felt like a switch to another new episode where my mind was no longer operating in my confusion and everything but moody state, it was a solution something at that point.
A point I began making sense to myself, like a free air blown to my closed potal.. That means it's been opened.. Yes, I could still feel it up till now.
New ideas, new marks, new focus, new task, new lane entirely with the different on my goals which remained the same.
I knew I was already at a point of falling completely into depression because my very free nature was unable to dispute the deep-filled confusion inside me to a soul. No one knew aside from myself and even I didn't have any idea how much I was losing.
My unplanned walk made me realize I stood on just a string of thread and Its not a guess, I knew my backing was responsible for the U-turn that occurred.
So now my new slate is a fresh start, be ready to read more from me after a whole month of not posting and anticipate my view of a new change because I too am a little impatient for the week to just proceed because a lot is waiting to unfold and so I say. Welcome June,
You're certainly a month after my own heart for this chapter of my life and everyday of it must be productive and that would become my reality✨
