I had planned to leave the house at 8am, to put an end to my burgeoning agoraphobia, but by 7.30am I could feel my willpower slipping, so to keep the upper hand, I dressed quickly and made my way out through the front door at earlier than anticipated.
|My key in the front door lock
|Reaching the end of my street and...
|...meeting the main road
|Negotiating my way into the woodland
|Me in the world again
|The magick was still in the countryside :)
|Heading back into subrbia
|Meandering onto the road to keep socially distanced