There are days where I'm stuck in my own small room and don't dare to step out and then there are times where I'm mostly outdoors walking in random streets and watching the crowd as they pass by. This sunday, I decided to walk out and took a 5 to walk into the familiar place, Place de Neuve. Attended a concert and walked around the park, the longest bench, called up few friends and walked into the old town. Strolling through the old town, I walked across Bel air and reached Cornivan. 
All across the walk, I could sense the place with a lot of memories and words exchanged with friends. Also, the water is almost present everywhere and it has a calming effect throughout. I walked to the shawarma place, ordered one for me. Enjoyed the meal and walked again.
This time, I walked to the cafe, picking an english book and sat, reading it for 10-20 minutes. I badly wanted to finish the book but also wanted to go home. I read couple of chapters, headed to the bus stop and reached home.
These are the days, where I feel, I'm treating myself well by doing what I love and listening to my body. Good day.
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