The crisp fall air rustled through my hair as I passed an old oak tree with branches faded and broken, and nearly falling off. I passed a burbling crystal brook framed with lush cattails.
Ein Schritt. Noch ein Schritt. Der nächste. Ein Kilometer. Rund um die Welt. Es beginnt mit dem ersten Schritt. Ich bin in die falsche Richtung gegangen
The crisp fall air rustled though my hair as I walked down the sidewalk, past the leaves with their crunchy branches and yellowed leaves, along the winding crystal brook, through the prickly brambles of the blackberry bushes that had long since given their fruit to better things.
I went for a walk with my beagle Flanders and she was so naughty! All she wanted to do was smell everything she passed! I had to tug at hear leash every few seconds to actually get somewhere! I guess I didnt train her well enough when she was a puppy.
We walk on machines because the sidewalks don’t move fast enough for our feet and we can’t walk in the woods any more because the trees block the way as if they can’t stand and can’t walk so why should we when we could be walking forever faster and faster going nowhere.
Today I went for a short walk and fast walk around the campus. I normally like to walk fast anyway. I always want to feel like I have a purpose and know where I am going. It’s nice to slow down sometimes too though. walking should never be neglected or overlooked. It’s wonderful gift.
to walk helps get oxygen in my brain , helps to just think and to get out of life and stress it gives you solutions to tough questions, sightseeing your city in new eyes instead of routine..blank pages and open mind.
see new people in their rush hours, imagining where they come from, where are they going.
until you get to home, work, school…
and all your worries and stress return
i stood up to see if i could walk.bits and pieces of car clinked off me.other form fitting parts either snuggedly slid off or i had to peel them off.i felt none of this.
There was a day I was walking. It was raining outside and all I could think about was a sad memory that couldn’t leave my mind. It was the time where I told my mother I only did sports and drama so she could be proud of me.
Walking to school Charlie thought about the simple days… hiding under his mother’s leg while she stormed around looking for food. Until that fateful day she was eaten by a T-Rex. Because Charlie is a Raptor.
I want to go on a walk. With someone, anyone. I just want to get away from the stresses of school and feel free again. I miss going on late night walks with my friends from back home—it was always just a way to deal with all emotions that were built up inside. I would give anything for a walk again, that is a walk that doesn’t involve walking to class…
I walk upon the sharpened blades laid on the ground before the army. It’s an old ceremony, a young maiden blesses the battle by walking on the blades of the soldiers. I’ve never done it before, but I hope my blessing will work.
Freedom and passage into the unknown-familiarity
thinking and feeling, i want to go home .Taking walks with my Gran .I need time to be alone!
im in a hurry but i have nowhere to go
I walk down a dark road, a lonely dark road. I look around me and I see nobody looking back. The people here stare, with their backs turned to me. I feel the violence in their eyes. In their glares. This place is no where near home, and home is where my heart is, but my heart is where you are, and that’s where I want to be. I love you.
hey i like to wlak up and down the street with my two left feet, that’s right, i run into things. ALOT. it’s crazy. my dad makes fun of me because of it. I feel like a loser sometimes. but sometimes ill walk real happy like and it wont seem as bad.d
i walk to work, pacing myself while i read, my steps in time with the words walking thorugh the page of my mind the authors phrases like the quick steps of a dance making me dizzy as they spin me onwards in the story.
I was walking along the shoreline. The salty air blew through my locks. I sighed as I stared out into the ocean. A dolphin jumped out of the water before diving back in. Maybe I could do the same.
I love when my iPod picks a song that’s good for walking. I wonder if someone where to document me (which they should), would they be able to tell when I’m listening to a good walking song and when I’m not? Or do I always have the same bounce in my step?
Not enough people enjoy the simple pleasure of walking for the sake of walking. We take a car to the store even if it’s just a block. We take escalators and people-movers. We are propelled artificially too often, and I think it contributes to an overall lack of well-being both physically and mentally. I don’t know about you, but I’m going for a walk.
I remember the long walks we used to share, from the school bus, down to the corner store, with each other just holding hands and listening to the sound of each others breath. It was comforting to walk with him, together.
walk up to the person you are looking at. don’t think just talk say what you want to say and do what you want to do. dont be scared to talk to people ad ask them what they are thinking. today is the best day of your life if you make it that way.
my head is so full of images i can’t even think about everything i am thinking about.
Wear these clothes walk this way, do exactly what they say, it’s your life but their way, follow me it’s all the same. So take a chance and roll the dice, you might find out it’s twice as nice around and around again….
Going for a walk in the late afternoon or evening during the fall is always a wonderful experience; all the leaves on the trees are wonderful colors and the air is usually crisp and smells like fall.
I find it incredibly difficult to walk. Most people don’t realise how much they take for granted the ability to just up and walk anywhere they like. We are encouraged to walk more places for our general health. Not I.
And she walked smack into the wall of all her problems. A female five foot four with balled fists and anger flashing in he white hot eyes. It seems that vengeance is something women carry in their breast too, and there is no relenting.
Walking is fun. My dad likes hiking in the woods. it’s something we like to do as a family. I especially like walking in the Fall and observing God’s awesome creation.
“Hey, want to go for a walk with me? Talk about our days and go into the evening?” “Not tonight!” He rushed past me. “I have a date!” and he cheered a little bit and ran down the sidewalk to catch the bus.
It was then I saw the first sign of being replaced.
The crisp fall air rustled through my hair as I passed an old oak tree with branches faded and broken, and nearly falling off. I passed a burbling crystal brook framed with lush cattails.
Ein Schritt. Noch ein Schritt. Der nächste. Ein Kilometer. Rund um die Welt. Es beginnt mit dem ersten Schritt. Ich bin in die falsche Richtung gegangen
The crisp fall air rustled though my hair as I walked down the sidewalk, past the leaves with their crunchy branches and yellowed leaves, along the winding crystal brook, through the prickly brambles of the blackberry bushes that had long since given their fruit to better things.
Walk – A – Thon. Walk the Line. Walk in the park. Walk with me!
I went for a walk with my beagle Flanders and she was so naughty! All she wanted to do was smell everything she passed! I had to tug at hear leash every few seconds to actually get somewhere! I guess I didnt train her well enough when she was a puppy.
We walk on machines because the sidewalks don’t move fast enough for our feet and we can’t walk in the woods any more because the trees block the way as if they can’t stand and can’t walk so why should we when we could be walking forever faster and faster going nowhere.
Today I went for a short walk and fast walk around the campus. I normally like to walk fast anyway. I always want to feel like I have a purpose and know where I am going. It’s nice to slow down sometimes too though. walking should never be neglected or overlooked. It’s wonderful gift.
to walk helps get oxygen in my brain , helps to just think and to get out of life and stress it gives you solutions to tough questions, sightseeing your city in new eyes instead of routine..blank pages and open mind.
see new people in their rush hours, imagining where they come from, where are they going.
until you get to home, work, school…
and all your worries and stress return
i stood up to see if i could walk.bits and pieces of car clinked off me.other form fitting parts either snuggedly slid off or i had to peel them off.i felt none of this.
I hate walking through campus sometimes, especially when its raining. I don’t really care to just go for a walk, i rather just go for a jog.
i stumbled over words slipped through stepping stones
the babbles of the brook swept over the walls of my lungs
you didn’t make sense, i thought
you didn’t quite
understand
my body full of water and no way to empty it all out
so we shared breaths until there was no air.
There was a day I was walking. It was raining outside and all I could think about was a sad memory that couldn’t leave my mind. It was the time where I told my mother I only did sports and drama so she could be proud of me.
Walking to school Charlie thought about the simple days… hiding under his mother’s leg while she stormed around looking for food. Until that fateful day she was eaten by a T-Rex. Because Charlie is a Raptor.
I have walked alone, I have walked with friends and enemies alike and now i walk with you and I am here at last.
I walked into the corner drug-store. The card section loomed at me, why on earth are there so many different cards, and who writes them?
I want to go on a walk. With someone, anyone. I just want to get away from the stresses of school and feel free again. I miss going on late night walks with my friends from back home—it was always just a way to deal with all emotions that were built up inside. I would give anything for a walk again, that is a walk that doesn’t involve walking to class…
I walk upon the sharpened blades laid on the ground before the army. It’s an old ceremony, a young maiden blesses the battle by walking on the blades of the soldiers. I’ve never done it before, but I hope my blessing will work.
Freedom and passage into the unknown-familiarity
thinking and feeling, i want to go home .Taking walks with my Gran .I need time to be alone!
im in a hurry but i have nowhere to go
Tread through the forest of ages past
See the stars that guide the vast
The waters they show us the light
To walk in the dark, afraid of night
I walk down a dark road, a lonely dark road. I look around me and I see nobody looking back. The people here stare, with their backs turned to me. I feel the violence in their eyes. In their glares. This place is no where near home, and home is where my heart is, but my heart is where you are, and that’s where I want to be. I love you.
Apparently, money talks, but doesn’t sing or dance or walk.
What’s up with that? Is this some sort of conspiracy?
hey i like to wlak up and down the street with my two left feet, that’s right, i run into things. ALOT. it’s crazy. my dad makes fun of me because of it. I feel like a loser sometimes. but sometimes ill walk real happy like and it wont seem as bad.d
i walk to work, pacing myself while i read, my steps in time with the words walking thorugh the page of my mind the authors phrases like the quick steps of a dance making me dizzy as they spin me onwards in the story.
I was walking along the shoreline. The salty air blew through my locks. I sighed as I stared out into the ocean. A dolphin jumped out of the water before diving back in. Maybe I could do the same.
Fail. Story. Kbye.
Walk on ME? B itch, walk on YOU! Get your ass out of my face with that talk of walk on ME. I’ll crack you in the jaw. SAY I WONT.
That’s what I thought.
Now, moving on. The next item on today’s agenda is waffles.
I recently went for a 9-mile walk. Epic walk was epic.
I like walking. I like running even better, but I have a lot of weight to lose before running full-out will be a net-healthy idea.
Someday I want to try Kangoo Jumps.
I love to WALK along the beach.:) its FUN!
I love when my iPod picks a song that’s good for walking. I wonder if someone where to document me (which they should), would they be able to tell when I’m listening to a good walking song and when I’m not? Or do I always have the same bounce in my step?
Not enough people enjoy the simple pleasure of walking for the sake of walking. We take a car to the store even if it’s just a block. We take escalators and people-movers. We are propelled artificially too often, and I think it contributes to an overall lack of well-being both physically and mentally. I don’t know about you, but I’m going for a walk.
I remember the long walks we used to share, from the school bus, down to the corner store, with each other just holding hands and listening to the sound of each others breath. It was comforting to walk with him, together.
You eat too much soda, and cookies, and cake, and chips. You should go for a walk once in a while. It’d do you good, fattie.
walk up to the person you are looking at. don’t think just talk say what you want to say and do what you want to do. dont be scared to talk to people ad ask them what they are thinking. today is the best day of your life if you make it that way.
my head is so full of images i can’t even think about everything i am thinking about.
Wear these clothes walk this way, do exactly what they say, it’s your life but their way, follow me it’s all the same. So take a chance and roll the dice, you might find out it’s twice as nice around and around again….
Going for a walk in the late afternoon or evening during the fall is always a wonderful experience; all the leaves on the trees are wonderful colors and the air is usually crisp and smells like fall.
I find it incredibly difficult to walk. Most people don’t realise how much they take for granted the ability to just up and walk anywhere they like. We are encouraged to walk more places for our general health. Not I.
And she walked smack into the wall of all her problems. A female five foot four with balled fists and anger flashing in he white hot eyes. It seems that vengeance is something women carry in their breast too, and there is no relenting.
Walking is fun. My dad likes hiking in the woods. it’s something we like to do as a family. I especially like walking in the Fall and observing God’s awesome creation.
Walking is fun. Mt dad likes walking in the woods, and hiking hi
“Hey, want to go for a walk with me? Talk about our days and go into the evening?” “Not tonight!” He rushed past me. “I have a date!” and he cheered a little bit and ran down the sidewalk to catch the bus.
It was then I saw the first sign of being replaced.
Stepping over the covered bridge was nice except for the ice. What a lousy day for a walk.