I keep on writing these posts where I keep beating myself up over one thing or another. This time it’s about my morning walk. I have been doing it for several years now. I must have done the same walk several hundred times.
I have become a little bit bored with it. I think it’s partly because of the time of year it’s always dark for the most interesting part of the walk; down the high street and along the water front. You can only take so many pictures of the Normandie or the Mon St Michell or the occasional different Cruise ship. Even with a sometimes spectacular sky.
I have had lots of intentions to do various walks but I could only do them at weekends, but come the weekend I either have something else to do, can’t be bothered, or just feel to tired.
Perhaps if I could just get to somewhere different at the weekend, that might help alleviate my morning boredom. I feel quite sad at that.