Walking Meditation
Or, I suppose, that's what you call it. I was walking earlier. And I was at peace, throughout.
My moments of peace are few and far between. Most often, they are peaceful because I become numb to the world and I am absorbed in self-centered delusion. But this time, however, I was aware of a lot, and felt like I was smoothly gliding over the earth. It felt wonderful. I still had some horrible thoughts: The injustices imposed over mankind by itself, the futility of many of our actions, etc., but they didn't bother me so much.
Now, I just feel tired.