Walking early this morning and walking again later, I hope. The two-walk day is one I’ve come to appreciate. Walks like bookends, like brackets. Walks that hold you up, that wake you up, that keep you sane.

I’ve always felt this way, but lately more than ever.

For what is a life but the steps we take of it, the twists and turns we make of it. The people we help along the way.

The two-walk day gives me twice as long to ponder these truths and mysteries.