Glenridding, The Lake DistrictDo you ever get the urge to run away?
That's exactly how I feel today. I'm not particularly sad or down or worried about anything. I'm just.... restless. After Friday I've got five days off work and I want to go on an adventure. I want to go to the country and see beautiful sights and breathe in clean air and wake up under canvas, the smell of bacon in the air. I want to walk up hills till my legs hurt and sit in cosy pubs with pints of cider.
Maybe I am sad, maybe that's why I want to run away for a few days. I don't know. My Dad's got something wrong with him and we don't know what it is. He's having scans this week. Hopefully the results will come next week. Hopefully it won't be anything serious. Hopefully. Whatever it is, it's never easy having to face the mortality of your parents. Or anyone close to you for that matter. So maybe I am sad. Maybe I feel helpless and worried and a little bit scared.
Maybe I just need to get away for a couple of days.
