I am now well established in the daily cycle that is long distance walking. It is, in a sense, timeless; the day and the hour are lost to a routine of packing, walking, finding accommodation and food. The scenery changes, and sometimes the faces, but the underlying routine transcends any need to be aware of calendar or clock. Your day is slower and measuring your progress in hours and not minutes changes the rhythm and pace of your day. Life is simpler and less rushed and focused on your basic needs, fulfilled each day with the contentment this brings. Your daily activity may in some ways be hard on the body but it is easy and beneficial on the mind. The irony of needing to be able to find time out of today's busy lifestyle in order to allow yourself to forget about time is not lost on me.
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