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 |