For me, walking is life’s essence. To walk is to live.
I feel genuinely sorry for all the people who cannot walk. Today, I will focus on the happiness that wandering brings to me. I do not want to focus on sad things, like the inability to stroll. The truth is that the war in Ukraine provided me many toxic stimuli to my mind and soul. That’s why I prefer to focus on something positive. Walking releases endorphins in my body. While strolling, I feel unbelievable excitement about everything I sense, see and hear. Undoubtedly, to walk is to live.
I wrote this text on the 7th of April, 2022. It is the beginning of my walking season, and I am thrilled about that. I do not have to mention that I do street photography while walking. Sometimes I feel that taking photos on Warsaw’s streets is merely an addition to strolling. Doing street photography helps me find small pieces of joy in grey reality.
I am writing this text with the influx of spring, warmer temperatures, and longer days.
Without a shadow of a doubt, I will be walking more and more during the following days. I know that I will be missing cold days. Still, I know that if I want to appreciate something, I must somehow „lose” it. That’s why sometimes a short period of not seeing beloved people (e.g., during a weekend) can help to appreciate beloved ones. I suppose that similar things are happening regarding the weather. I must also feel warm and hot days to enjoy cold days. To appreciate their warmth, I must feel freezing cold during winter. That’s the way it is. Long, spring, warm days are, for me, symbols of life. I believe that every human being is more or less being reborn during spring.
With this influx of positive feelings, I will write at the end of this text that I hope that Ukrainians will soon win the war with the fucking Putin’s army. I hope that Putin will spend days in the Russian bunker without the possibility of walking and enjoying the weather outside.
