I had a similar experience - or maybe you might disagree, and say that it was quite different - through - through different stages of life.
As a kid and young teenager, I used to just walk up and down our LONG driveway at my grandmother's house (still called 'the farm' long after it wasn't one), where my mom and I lived, and enjoy the solitude, and ability to immerse myself in my own thoughts . Which were mostly about Dungeons and Dragons.
But through my twenties, going to the University of Manitoba, which was literally on the other side of Winnipeg, I had a thirty to thirty-five minute solo drive each way, and I think the solitude of those drives helped make me who I am, for good or ill. It was me and the radio (92.1 CITI FM, once dubbed 'Winnipeg's Rock and Roll Air Force'), so it was different, but maybe in some ways similar.
Afterwards, during my brief time as a Crown attorney, I would trade court assignments with people to get as many rural circuits as possible, to get those drives in the country. And even later, a long drive alone was always one of my favourite things to maintain my mental health, even though I may not have quite realized at the time how much it contributed to that I never realized how important they were until they were gone, living now in the concrete hell of downtown Toronto without a vehicle.
Yes! I think sometimes we can do these mental health exercise without realizing it. Our mind/body senses what we need without us being overtly conscious about it.
Thank you, Melissa.
I had a similar experience - or maybe you might disagree, and say that it was quite different - through - through different stages of life.
As a kid and young teenager, I used to just walk up and down our LONG driveway at my grandmother's house (still called 'the farm' long after it wasn't one), where my mom and I lived, and enjoy the solitude, and ability to immerse myself in my own thoughts . Which were mostly about Dungeons and Dragons.
But through my twenties, going to the University of Manitoba, which was literally on the other side of Winnipeg, I had a thirty to thirty-five minute solo drive each way, and I think the solitude of those drives helped make me who I am, for good or ill. It was me and the radio (92.1 CITI FM, once dubbed 'Winnipeg's Rock and Roll Air Force'), so it was different, but maybe in some ways similar.
Afterwards, during my brief time as a Crown attorney, I would trade court assignments with people to get as many rural circuits as possible, to get those drives in the country. And even later, a long drive alone was always one of my favourite things to maintain my mental health, even though I may not have quite realized at the time how much it contributed to that I never realized how important they were until they were gone, living now in the concrete hell of downtown Toronto without a vehicle.
Yes! I think sometimes we can do these mental health exercise without realizing it. Our mind/body senses what we need without us being overtly conscious about it.