It's nice because you can screech to a halt and take photos of random signs without anyone saying you shouldn't drive like that. Because you can walk for miles on a sandy beach and really not think about anything of any note for 3 hours. Because you can meander along little country roads dodging rabbits, picking prickly purple flowers and wrapping them in the unread Sports section of the paper. Because you can decide that you don't want to go into a supermarket after such a blissful day and come home and combine the things lurking at the back of the fridge (strawberries, rocket, mozzarella and parma ham - delicious btw). Mainly because you know that you're lucky enough to have the option to stop going solo whenever you like and you are looking forward to seeing your best people again tomorrow.
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