Women feet hit the wooden grey flooring is she is trying to come to the thought falling on to the bed and pulling the covers over my heard. And ignoring the world as all she wants to do is sleep all day, but she feels she needs to talk to somebody to think clearly to make some big decisions.
She shakes the feeling of going back to sleep she has already phoned in sick to work so tat is taken care of shakes off the tiredness heads to the bathroom when she comes out, she is ready to get dressed and face the cold and chill. Puts on a big hoody and joggies
She puts the earphones in the iPhone ignore all notifications the display on the phone screen she starts walking the long and bendy road to see my mum or a long overdue chat.
As am walking along I look at the scenery as I pass them and see the hills in the distance and the Wallace monument in the middle of it all the beauty of it the only think that ruins that walk is the traffic speeding past me.
She has walked further than she had thought when lost in thought she was nearly there she seen the big thinly gates closed witch had a square white sign with words that say blare logie cemetery am standing out side the gates I hesitated to go in as it was a dark day and I have never been in the cemetery on my own
