After the past three working weeks, I’m counting down the days till the mid-year school vacation. I’m in desperate need of sleep, and I need my brain to switch off.
If I’m honest, there isn’t a specific place I’d like to go to. I’d like to think that I would be able to appreciate the beauty of any new place I find myself in…
I won’t say no to seven days in a cabin/cottage/shack by a clean beach, with a week’s supply of books and ice-cream, and at the most, one other person to break the silence now and again. I want to wake up to the sun streaming in from a window and I want to fall asleep listening to the waves.