White sand adventure
After our argument I had spent the weekend in a fugue. An
automaton, I spent hours at the computer..achieving little
but an excellent score on Xhextris. By Sunday the pain set
in and I had to mobilise or sink into a depression and
emotional agony so vast that I could not contemplate its
ending with any modicum of rationality.
It was 6pm when I set out. The summer sun still harsh and
bright on the road with the only consolation the traffic
streaming towards me in the opposite lane. I had thought to
go to Scarborough but the lure of deserted spaces directed
me to the open beach. (more…)