Revisiting

Friday 10 pm

I do not know about you but there places in my life where I have gone to sit and just think. Every place I have lived tends to have one such place, usually outside in the countryside and usually high up where you can see a long way. They have become almost chapter headings to my life, places where I muse about where I am now, where I have been and where I am going. Yesterday I went out taking photographs and went past a couple of these places. One of them from oh... fifteen years ago. I would get home take some beer and drive off there and just sit. It still feels good today - at the edge of the hills, just me, the sheep, birds calling in the distance and the occasional passing car. At dusk I would sit looking towards Berwick Law and the Bass rock watching the clouds pass and lights come on, listening to the wind and the birds and the foghorn on the forth sometimes. I wasn't happy at the time. I enjoyed being there - probably my most favourite place that I have lived, but there was a deep loneliness and emptyness to my life. So much has changed since then, especially Nicola who filled that empty space in my life, but it was good to go back. Strangely enough back then, I must have been looking towards where she was at the time. The bigger picture. It is so easy to get caught up in the day to day worries that years can go by, but if you take some time to think about where you are now, where you want to be, and how to get there it will happen. Like fairies, like platform 9 3/4, you just have to believe.