I sit and close my eyes, I can hear the swirl of the washing machine downstairs, cars passing by my house. I feel the warmth on my legs from the sun, breaking through my bedroom blinds. I feel so, relaxed.
I’m a Marketing and Communications Intern in the Third Sector. I love my job, but it can be tiring, my title says Intern but there’s much more to it – I run all of the marketing (essentially, I am the entire department), I’m running a campaign I devised alone and have been given the lead on a few projects (including our impact evaluation). It’s fantastic that the charity have already given me so much trust after only six months working there, but it’s also been six months without a holiday- so I finally took one.
Since the beginning of June, my housemate and I escaped to the Lake District.
For the entire week, all I’ve done is relax. I walked and hiked over 60km, I read books while sat at a bay window, rain lashing down on the other side of the glass. I got soaked, my hair became a frizz ball through the changes in weather. I played with the dog, on the beach, in the lakes, in streams, on steam trains.
I got to sit in the quiet. Away from phone signal, away from everything. We had booked this cottage on top of a hill overlooking an estuary, it was so God damn beautiful. We bought duck eggs from an allotment close by, the method of payment was an “honesty box”. It truly was the cutest little nook I’ve came across.
I know it’s not much of a blog post- but it’s where I’ve been and what I’ve been doing. But now I’m back, refreshed, ready to take on the world. So expect some more blog posts soon. Until then.