Day 64: My morning walk

Almost every day for the last thirteen years, I have gone on a morning walk with my best friend.  She gets me up at dawn, I get my happy (or lazy or tired or hungover) self dressed, usually clothes from the day before, bundle up if necessary and head out for the walk.

These walks started out short when she was tiny, and as her legs grew, so did the length.  We would get in walks up two two miles some days, usually just one mile, but unless I'm deathly ill or out of town, we do the walk every day.

During these walks I get a chance to decompress, talk with my bub, look at the stars or watch the sunrise.  It's a peaceful time that the two of us get all to ourselves and I appreciate those so much. Recently our walks have gotten much shorter, just around the block, but they still take as long.  I know pretty soon, if I decide to continue the walks, I'll be taking them alone, but I know, no matter what, my bubba will always be by my side.