Overlooking for now that those seeds have swollen my sinuses, that the wind whipped my hair and the glare made it almost impossible to look where I was going. Still, with all those things, the walk into wind and sun was surprisingly satisfying.
Maybe it's the freedom. Maybe it's heading west, always the way to go. Or maybe it's the trudge factor: putting one foot in front of the other, staying the course, if you will.
And I will. That's for sure. I will.