I am lucky enough to live in a beautiful part of the world where the hills are green, the air is fresh, and the scenery is absolutely stunning. The mixture of old and new is everywhere and the overall environment is just so wonderfully calm.
In an effort to try and help ourselves do our various proposals for uni, my housemates and I embarked on an epic quest to find motivation. For Tess and I, it was a cup of tea and a cigarette followed by a breakfast of bacon, poached egg, toast, beans and mushrooms. There was a small-scale argument regarding whether or not to go for a jog, which ended in the decision to go for a walk instead. We managed to rope in Yazz, and went off via Sainsburys to walk to a field I had seen nearby when driving to placement.
I like being spontaneous. I like buying two bottles of wine instead of one, and picking up some chocolate and a magazine to treat myself. I deserve it. But more than that, I like seeing a path and saying to myself "What's down there?" Instead of walking around a field, we treated ourselves to a view of the beautiful Hampshire countryside and the icy cold blowing wind which we couldn't have hidden from if we'd tried. We found a path that lead to nowhere, then went back on ourselves and followed the concrete path to its end. Then there was the decision - go left or right? We chose left. We turned up at the top of a place called Whiteshute Ridge, which gave us a panoramic view of the whole city below. It was beautiful.
I now have a new place to be thoughtful, to sit and be alone, to go with friends for a picnic in the summer and drink Pimms. I'm looking forward to it.
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