Lost

The road wound curiously upwards and ended in a broken bridleway. The bridleway opened into a beautiful, rough green common. The common met gorse bushes which met sky and a cold, grey light. Pushing against the wind I stuggled over the tufted grass common and down the frozen track to a road. Where was I? A road sign appeared but there were no names I recognised.

After over 3 cold hours, in which time I had to buy more gloves from a village store, I arrived back home to drink tea in the shower and examine the damage on my inflamed red skin. 3 cups later I feel better and ready to study. This is the song I listened to on repeat:

Grant my last request and just let me hold you,

Don't shrug your shoulders

Lay down beside me

Sure I can accept that we're going nowhere

But one last time let's go there

Lay down beside me, ohhh

I've found that I'm bound to wander down that long way road, ohhh

And I realise all about your lies,

But I'm no wiser than the fool that I was before.

I just want you to know something, is that alright?

Baby let's get closer, tonight.

The pictures are of Burrington Combe in the Mendips.