It seems that a number of my friends and colleagues are currently suffering from spring fever, each day seems to bring new tales of clear-outs, redecorating plans and house buying etc. Winter it appears has overstayed it’s welcome, we’re all ready to welcome change and a new season with open arms. I’m ready for change too, but my need for change has not created an overwhelming need to clean out a cupboard, I tried yesterday to sort out the growing pile of magazines but with little success, whilst everyone else gets spring fever, I’ve got cabin fever.
I’m dreaming of bare feet, backpacks and the bewildered feeling you get when you arrive somewhere new, addled with jet lag. Of packed trains, the feel of sunscreen on my skin and the heavy feeling of a guidebook in my hand. I’m craving change and adventure.
I’m plotting.