Itching for a stroll

2nd November 2017

I need an adventure. Sunshine wouldn’t hurt either. As I can feel the mighty chill of winter creep I’m itching more than ever to hit some foreign soil. It seems like too long since I have run away.Maybe that’s a lazy response to feeling stuck or bored but why not give in to the urge?

This is from a fleeting trip I took to the seaside and continued playing with film. This was one of the most open young people I’ve met in years. Bursting with chat and energy she excitedly spoke at lightning speed swaying from one foot to the next. We stood by the tidal pool both paddling our feet in the warm water (that’s how long it has been).

Even those few hours of escaping London seem so alien… I think it is time.

OAO xx