armchaircritic

Today has felt a bit weird, and I cannot put my finger on it. The weather was unusually good considering the woeful summer the UK has experienced thus far. Today the sun was shining, blazing hot but with a north-east breeze cooling the experience. I think that this is typical of this time of year, yet we've seen so little sun this summer that it was altogether different. The leaves on the trees are almost beginning to turn brown, some have already started to fall to the ground in a lazy manner, congregating at the base of the trees. And that is what signalled to me this was over. The coolness of the air, the dry crispy leaves, and the hot sun, means that the summer is nearly over, and the tuper-ware coloured sky will return in time.

The significance of change is never lost on me, and I feel in a place where things are changing for me on a regular basis. I've come to rest on a 3 year grand plan. I think people would be worried if they knew the extent to the detail I've put into this, but it has a deeper purpose perhaps. Somethings, like time, just pass us by, and as we get older even though we may still be young, we kind of need to hold onto something. The 3 year plan is a most audacious attempt and charting progress in life.

Things are coming together, and today in that changinging-of-the-season day, I couldn't help but smile as I walked in the sun. We're getting a small used car this week, and we're planning on trips into the Welsh countryside. To see a bit more of it, and to feel a bit more free in the process.