With spring break looming I've found time to be moving this week much like my very first week on campus. Without swarms of homework assignments and upcoming tests clouding both my mind and my time each new day leaves room for another bold adventure. During the last month or so I keep losing time to the next assignment, the next project, the next test. With my mind so focused on the next step I lose track of time, it seems to not move properly. I start each Monday hopeful for the coming week, and then I fall into the wormhole of focus, and the next thing I know I'm walking out of lab on Thursday afternoon tired and in need of an act of desperation to remind me that I'm human.
By now you're probably wondering what my point is and how this is actually relevant to our current discussion; well it all comes back to walking. In walking, the mind and body are released from their routine and allowed to flow at their natural pace. Although I understood that concept conceptually, I don't think I actually put together and fully internalized the true importance of it until this week. Although I've been observing -- read fascinated by -- the way time moves differently depending on your focus I didn't entirely make the connection back to walking until I noticed the most recent instant of the change.
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