I wonder if we humans instinctively have a homing instinct? Strange question I know but after many years away I have returned to the place I spent my formative years in. Indeed my family home is only a mile away from where I am.
From the age of about 2 to my late teens I spent my time in this area. I know most of it well and cannot walk a street without a memory of some sort related to it. It’s a kind of comforting feeling despite the fact that many years have passed and so have some of the people I knew and loved.
But for me there is nowhere like it. I never left home and did the university thing or took time out to travel the world and when I was unable to stay in the area and had to live within my means I missed it very much.
So to be able to return some years late with Alex was wonderful. I never take a day for granted as I look out of our windows over rolling heather covered landscape. Simply watching the sun rise and set over the hills from our windows makes you feel alive and lucky.
Alex and I Try to walk whenever we can. We spend hours sat on our backsides at the PC’s and rarely take advantage of the wonderful countryside right on our doorstep.
Just walking in the fresh air is enough to lift your spirits
With the sun beating down as I walk across the open field with the birds singing and the butterflies doing butterfly things I feel at peace and to be honest quite randy. Does that seem strange? To be feeling aroused whilst out walking is a tad unusual I know but that’s me, and Alex is at work so I can’t release all that libido just yet.
I continued my walk which really did take its toll by the end I was sweating heavily a combination of the sun and my pyrexia due to the infection. By the time I got back home I didn’t so much feel like a bit onanism but a shower and a rest. Lol
As the days pass and I feel better I’m hoping to take advantage of this new found locomotive arousal. 😉