it just said walk, i couldn't think of a title. then i couldn't think what to say. look at the sunrise, it is how it is is not how you feel is it? maybe it's the way everyone feels, all together. i didn't feel calm, didn't feel like a sunrise, yet this is how the sunrise feels. just thought, 
i have to walk. 
in nature, if you can't walk, you just stop and wait. i'm not in nature, i can't just stop and wait. have to walk, even if i'm lame. i'm trying to imagine, if my skin stays this way, if it will always be this way, if a precarious balance is reached, if this is my life, this troubled body, a microcosm in a troubled land.