/lit/ - Literature

It began 4 years ago during a snowstorm when driving conditions where untenable in the city, even the public transport stopped. I walked for 2 hours to my destination. But contrary to my expectations, I fell in love with it. I have been walking for an hour at least almost every day. Sometimes when I come back from work (using a car). I immediately go out for an hour or two of strolling. Getting lost in my thoughts,throwing glances at people running about their day, enjoying the breeze on my face and fresh air in my lungs. Even if it's raining I'll go for a walk.
Over the weekend I usually drive over to some nature reserve or a medium sized mountain and I'll just walk and hike all day long. Really if there is anything I do in my free time it's either walking and reading. I don't even go out with my friends anymore. I tried inviting them for a walk, but they just gave me a blank stare. "A walk? Really?" I've even lost so much weight due to walking. I was always skinny, but now I'm even skinnier. Sometimes I don't even have time to eat from all the walking. I sometimes feel pangs of loneliness and sexual desire. Occasionally I'll try accosting a woman if I find one which is visually to my liking and have a chat. Usually it goes nowhere, as by the second or third date it becomes obvious to her that I do not much more other than walking and reading. And so I continue to walk, as that is about the only thing I can consistently find enjoyable
I have become walk, the man.