tuesday 17th november
woke up to the sound of birds chirp, chirp, chirping away outside my window “wake up justine, wake up” and so i do my eyes open i welcome the new day the new day that is yet to begin the idea floats to my head gently “why not?” i already know what to wear mindlessly throwing clothes while my mind thinks of what is yet to come i grab my camera and i am out, out into the new day that is yet to begin peach pit slowly makes his way to my ears as i make my way did you know the traffic lights are shorter in the morning? i park on the yellow lines, it’s too early for them to catch me i tumble up, up, up my eyes capture it all, taking mental pictures to remember, just like my camera does nothing but the sound of wind, waves and the clicking of the shutter when i finally reach my destination i am happy to see, i made it before it the sun that is, it’s warmth cuts through the air just as it cuts through the hills basking in, just feeling “everything is going to be ok” the pristine water below me, does nothing be just be oh the sound of waves, how it soothes me the destination was a lovely sight, but the journey was such a delight