time to go

Now is the time to hit the road.
The bags are packed, the cats sorted. Tomorrow we go. We go to a place where we can walk along the beach, swim in the pool, eat fresh food, and feel for a few days time slow to the speed it should be lived at. I shall read voraciously. I shall go to the beach in the morning armed with my Guardian crossword, order a cappuccino and marvel at the sunlight on the water.
Today, I kissed my lover goodbye. I shall miss him and enjoy the exquisite pain of missing someone who is still in my life after two years. But I shall also enjoy my freedom. My chance to edit the novel and the play and spend time with my daughter. I can hardly wait.