21 June 2010

Runaway

I am of course good at giving advice to other people. I don't of course listen to the sometimes-sensible voice in my head that tells me I need a break, to step away from the computer now, that winter usually means discontent, and that the only way round it is to plan an escape. Escape in July means to run away from the plodding rainy sameness of everyday life. This time I'm going to listen to the voice. I'm taking L and we're going away somewhere, anywhere. Fiji or Paris would be marvellous, but anything more than half an hour away will do. The school holidays are looming, and it's time to flee our tiny little house and escape into the wilderness. Or somewhere. I'm excited.

1 comment:

Tali said...

hey, i love this!

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