Last Saturday I went up to South Park and walked down… and then up again. I love South Park, not just because of the much-like-life up and down walks, but because of the views and the sense of peace and quiet I get when there, especially in autumn. I love the fresh air and how it clears my head. I love how all my thoughts become less fuzzy when I'm there and how I can see the path ahead. Sort of.
Wholeheartedly hoping that the walks help. Warm hug!