I used to love this but now...

it feels like shit! I haven't gone for a walk over two weeks because every path and trail in our neighborhood reminds me of our dog Osku who passed away on 8th this month. Today I decided that I would try to go. After 100 m I started to cry. Every step felt so pointless and I asked myself why the fuck am I doing this. I think it's going to take a while before I try it next time.