Why Do We Long for a Solitary Walk?

My phone buzzes nonstop again today. Things to do, messages to answer, the weight of others' expectations... It feels like invisible threads are wrapped tightly around me. This feeling of being unable to move... do you feel it too?

When I feel I can't take it anymore, I quietly tie my shoelaces. This isn't running away. It's moving, just to be still for a moment. The second I open the door and breathe in the cold air, I can finally breathe again.

I'm not wearing earphones. Instead, I listen to the sound of my footsteps and the wind. The world around me grows darker, and the bright neon signs fade behind me. Now, it's just me and this path.

On this dark path, the scattered streetlights feel like guides. Every time I pass under one, it feels like a tangled knot of thoughts comes undone. I realize being alone isn't lonely—it's freeing.

Before I know it, I've reached the top of the park. I look up to see stars in the deep blue sky, and below, the city lights twinkle like stars themselves. A cool breeze blows through my heavy heart, and a clear spring seems to well up from deep inside me.

Perhaps nothing has really been solved. But that's okay. In this quiet time, I've already found enough healing. Like those twinkling stars, I have a small conviction that I, too, can shine again tomorrow.

Now, I'm heading home. With steps much lighter than before. If complicated thoughts are troubling you, why not take a short walk alone tonight? Your own star might be waiting for you at the end of that path.