The child who sucks her thumb, the little boy who flicks paper between thumb and middle finger, the woman who stirs coffee each morning exactly three times round, the man who spits and hitches at the plate -- we all have our repeated actions or activities that settle us. Not quite a rut, not a bad habit, but a good one that brings calm and stasis to an otherwise chaotic world.
Let others twirl their hair or tap their pens: I'll walk Lake Cheston. Again.
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