wild at heart

Or, a midnight walk.

Rather, a walk at twenty past one in the morning. Sometimes, I just can’t sleep. This time, I went for a walk to clear my head. And tire myself out.

I like walking when no one’s around. I hate it when I go for a walk to be by myself and people turn up. Like it’s a public place or something, haha.

I love walking at night. I love walking in the middle of the road. I love walking in bare feet. I love walking at night, in the middle of the road, in bare feet.

I have to say, though, it’s scary to walk the streets at night, especially when you live around the corner from a pub. I don’t recommend it.

Try it sometime. Walk through the streets at night. Feel the rhythm of the city you live in. Connect in a different way to yourself. Write down your thoughts and your feelings.

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