Ramble

Ha! Caught you! I meant a different kind of ramble!

Well anyway, this is 'the story of the day i was late for work, number 873545'

After school, I get a bus. This bus takes me to either work or home. Today it took me to work. I got off the bus and decided not to sit on the wall for twenty minutes as per usual and went for a walk, My destination the pet cemetary. Ok, so i didn't get there, i side tracked through a gate with a sign on it saying 'Dis-used Quarry, danger'. Naturally i was going to go through the gate. So i *rambled* up the hill on the side of this quarry and sat on top of the hill looking at crawshabooth for a while. It looks less of a dump from the top of a quarry that hasn't been used since 1967 (according to Neil). Anyway, i thought for a while while i was up there. It reminded me of seeking past the fence on the hill oppostie when i was a child, pretending weird things like being in a plane crash and being the only survior, or me and my friends pretending we were all 'little house on the prairie' esque. I loved it, all uncomplicated and fun. It made me think a lot about what i want and what kind of person i am now. I can't fix my problems by pretending i am someone i'm not anymore. I can't just sink into becoming lost on a hill, and escaped slave or even a power ranger to get away from it all. I have to deal with things.

Like being late for work. Which today i was, because i got stuck on the bloody hill!

I shall be going there again i think, i liked it, it felt safe and good. (And, Yes i know! it was a dis used quarry)

Katie x