' I'm free, to do what I want, any old ti-ime', Dave sang softly to himself as he strode across the moors. ' I can manage on my own', he thought, 'Of course I can. I managed before I met Val - although that seems so long ago I can barely remember how.'
Dave paused briefly on the edge of a peat bog before his long rangy legs propelled him over in a single bound.
'If only I could manage to find the elixir of life', he mused, landing neatly on a patch of reeds, 'The secret to happiness. I don't mean eternal happiness - I just mean a general sense of contentment with the day to day and perhaps an occasional spike into bliss rather than the current mindless trudge through the mire. Is that a lot to ask? Perhaps it is. Perhaps I'm overstepping the parameters of the acceptable. But then again - why shouldn't I? Perhaps it's time I had a long hard look at my life. Perhaps it's time to make some changes. Am I really happy with Val? Did I choose the correct life partner? Well, I know the answer to that one, don't I. And in any case, she chose me. I didn't have much say in the matter now I come to think properly about it. Which is not a comfortable thing to do. In fact I'm going to stop thinking about it right now, it's making me feel rather unwell.'
He wiped his nose on the back of a fingerless glove as he reached the brow of the hill, and looked eastwards to a descending grassy slope, studded with clumps of spaghnum moss. At the bottom was a low building with a thin vertical stream of pale grey smoke emanating from a hole in the top.
'People say they have no regrets. Well, they must be lucky because I have plenty. Mainly about stuff I didn't do, rather than stuff I did. Now isn't that strange? Or perhaps it isn't. How would I know. I've never spoken to anyone else about it. Perhaps everyone feels the same. But I kind of hope not because that would be a bit dull. ' Dave leapt downhill springing from clump to clump of soft spongy moss,' I wonder who stays here. Perhaps they might offer me a hot drink and a sandwich. Perhaps it's time for me to step out of my comfort zone. Perhaps I need to start saying YES to the universe, instead of anxiously hiding in the shadows with my trail cam.'
He walked round to the front of the building and knocked firmly on a bright green door.
'Is there anybody there?'
The brass letterbox swung open, pushed by an unseen hand. Dave bent down and met a pair of beady eyes glittering in the darkness ...
Next time - Dave makes some new friends...and some new discoveries...
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