Ben doesn’t understand my obsession with going away at the moment. He says it’s clearly a girl thing… but it’s not. My dad has this wanderlust as well and I just want to go out there and experience the world. I want to discover all these new things that can enrich my life in so many different ways and give me new inspiration for my writing. I want to feel alive and that’s what travel does for me (after the initial travel bit- which I am appalling at).
Ben doesn’t get it at all. He’s a home body. So long as he can sit in with his X-Box, a comfy bed, a duvet and the odd episode of Numb3rs on the telly, he’ll be happy! I love doing all of these things with him but sometimes I like the idea of going away on some far-fetched adventure. I’d love to go away with Ben. We’ve done nothing overly exciting for the last two years BUT… at the same time I want to go somewhere on my own too… just to feel what it’s like to be JUST me again.
Summer’s coming. Maybe I’ll just book into a B&B for a night somewhere along the coast and sit and write poetry on the beach all day like I used to when I was 18-19 and still had time to breathe! It’s not overly exciting but any new experience is better than nothing at all.