I’ve been thinking about footpaths. The kind we suddenly lift our heads from, to find ourselves walking in unfamiliar country. How did I come to be here? This is not where I expected to be. And the question I am asking myself is this.

Am I lost or am I happy to be where I now happen to be?

Now this is a deep, question… I mean, really DEEP. And maybe I don’t want to think about deep stuff, right now. Deep stuff has a tendency to get dark.

So I’ll take the chocolate bar out of my pocket and just stand here a while. Take time to stand and stare. And look at the view from here.