Sunrise in Manchester...
I slipped away to Manchester recently. Away from my busy life in the grand apple. To check out this city. To see if it’s right for me.
To see if I’m meant to be marrying a certain someone.
That’s the real reason why I’m here and it’s daunting.
3 months. And In that time I’m meant to discover the answer…
On the flight over I guzzled a pair of gin-&-tonics. Buzzing I opened up my journal and wrote —inspired— that by the end of this trip I would be asking him to marry me.
Now in these first days of my stay, as I watch this sunrise, I wonder if my tipsy premonition will become more than just a whimsical vision. In all honesty, at this present moment I’m still… unsure.
hey, ho.
For now let’s just enjoy the sunrise. It’s an occurrence I too often miss.