The other day I went for an amble. I love the fairer weather. I am a fair weather walker, you could say.
Living on the seafront is wonderful in the winter with the gales and gusts and the sea in the storms, but those aren't the days the car is left somewhere after the school run and a saunter home is taken. The time has come for burning the midnight oil and mooching in the mornings in the sun. Spring brings a fresh wind and it's invigorating to let go for an hour and just be.
In fact, it's the best thing on earth. No matter how overwhelmed I'm feeling, no matter how many times I've been woken by the students / kids /
dustmen refuse collectors / seagulls / next door's pigeons / dogs / cats / a mouse in the house / a random beeping from a car or a handset somewhere - there really is light at the end of some tunnels!
I'll get right up close and personal with the water's edge and breathe and all will be well with the world. It gives me a feeling of coming home. I love the bright sky, the expanse of space, the smells, the sounds of the waves rolling in, the peace yet the noise. The salt in the air makes me smile. I feel part of something special - something big, something beautiful and something better.
Little things get perspective, big ones come to the forefront of my mind as I wander and I just listen - to them come and go, come and go, as the tide comes and goes, comes and goes. It is wonderful and I rejoice in being able to do this. It is probably the singular thing that prevents me looking for an office job. I would hate to give this up. I would miss it.
This is where my heart is. Where's yours?
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