Living in the present. Learning about the world. Navigating adulthood. Trying to find purpose and happiness. Muddling my way through it all.
The nights creep in a little faster,
the wind is blowing a little harder,
and a chill starts to sweep through the air.
The leaves are donning their finest colours,
splashes of amber and crimson dancing overhead,
their final hurrah before their end comes.
A few weeks ago, my best friend woke me up at 7am on the dot, with a very loud, bright "Guten Morgen" (she's not German, I don't know why she was speaking it). If anyone else did this to me, they'd get a slap round the face. Fortunately, she escaped unharmed, as she came offering coffee to me and proceeded to talk in a variety of accents so I couldn't stop laughing. And of course, we had agreed to get up early for our plans for the day.
What we hadn't previously agreed, was to stay up drinking whisky with my flatmates until 3am, so I was highly sleep-deprived and somewhat hungover. But, we soldiered on. I filled myself up with more coffee, she made the sandwiches, and we tumbled into the car to get out of Edinburgh for the day. Our destination; Loch Lomond & The Trossachs National Park.
