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The Good | Taking the Dog for a Walk

Coming out of this period of illness I’ve experienced some weird swings, both physically and emotionally. The past two days, smack dab in the middle of the day, I’ve had much of my energy removed to the point where I wanted to curl up and basically just exist.

That didn’t really happen, though, because it’s gorgeous outside and my dog who is rarely as walked as he’d like, seemed especially pathetic today. I can be angry or sad or any number of things, but regardless of how I’m feeling it will never require a great deal of effort to walk him, and it brings him more pleasure than just about anything.

I don’t smile as often as I used to. It’s not a happiness thing. I’m one of the happiest people I know; laughing and smiling is just something I’ve been coded to have in quality over quantity. In these moments where I’m feeling out of it, or down, one of the few things that makes me beam is seeing my basically retarded dog dashing around in a euphoria with his beady little eyes on his overgrown dandelion face.

That’s the simplicity of my message. Find the “dogs” of your life, and if it ain’t too much trouble for you, take them for “walks.” Sometimes going on a journey for someone is a gift, as you may have read or heard in a parable. Sometimes giving someone a journey is a gift as well.

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