Walk

I left the house at 8:00 this morning and walked along the beach to the Marina. Sharpness in the air. Autumn always feels like coming home. The sun soon came out though, made it feel (almost) like summer again. Footsteps on the stones. Watch people throwing balls to their dogs. Walk on, walk on.
The Marina is always a less than inspiring place. Overshadowed by the cliffs, and the grubby architecture, it feels like a Wolverhampton shopping centre in the 1970s. I bought canvas and paints and headed back along the beach again.
Met Em for a cup of tea, then headed home. Another cup of tea then fell asleep on me bed almost immediately. 6:45pm, and it's twilight. This day - these days - have fled by. It is a month since I left work.
Might go out into the twilight.
Walk on, walk on.
Walk by.
Walk away.