Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

It's been one of those mornings when I feel disoriented and scattered.  I "need" to do about ten things and am interrupted enough that nothing gets done.  My husband and I were going for a walk but phone calls, texts and information kept having to be addressed.  I'm going to quit soon and concentrate on the walk.  Hopefully that can be accomplished without further input.  Last night I had a restless sleep, partly because I sat too much yesterday.  We had a meeting over an hour away, and somehow that meeting went on two and a half hours and then with the drive back I felt as if I'd been out of state.  Five hours.  My body was unhappy.  Miserable.  When my body gets mistreated everything unravels.  Moving, like walking meditation, soothes my ragged nerves.  Come to think of it, I awoke this morning with the crows making a racket like construction work.  I love them, but they've driven all the other birds away, and seem to have angry conferences in our backyard trees.  They jangled me from the get-go.  With luck, the sun and rhythm of walking will settle me down.