The other day someone who gave me a lift, said something that really made me smile: "you have died and gone to Devon..."
It is amazing the things I forget to look out for and think about until my living situation changes. Today I was reminded of how differently life is if walking up and down hills are hard - especially around Paignton. Eye opening. Ever learning about the world from the world.
Situations. Life: it is about situations and experiences. Such an impact. The scars, the laughter, memories - they are what shape us. I have been thinking about this and that a lot lately. A full life is a good life - that is probably why I prefer to stay busy, for that is where I find happiness.
As I was standing at the sink cleaning dishes from dinner/supper I realized I would be happy to go for a swim in the ocean. Less than 5 minutes after I realized I want to go for a swim the phone was ringing and I was calling Uncle Craig. It had potential to be very nice - had he answered. I left a message and will probably try again tomorrow.
Thinking about people I am not with but not in a sad way. Looking forward to what is next.
Watching Foyle's War and Inspector Lewis -- feels kind of like it should be a Sunday night at Patrick Avenue even though I am on the floor at Grandmom Franklin's flat in Paignton England.
My life is beyond incredible. Has ups and downs, but that is what makes it real.
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