Sun Going Down


As the sun goes down behind the pines I find myself wondering what I am doing here.

I realised this morning that I don’t really believe in holidays and yet, here I am, away from home, in Scotland.

I like cerebral pursuits, and yet I walked for mile after mile this afternoon only to reach a broken bridge. I had to turn back.

I go away to get away from where I was instead of going towards where I am going. And so, as the sun continues to set, I continue to consider what I am I doing here.


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