A breathe of fresh air, cool on the skin. The crispness raises goosebumps on my arms. I’ll sit here forevermore, perched ontop of this hill. The world lays at my feet, but it tantalises me. For this little spot possesses all familiarity I’ve ever known, my comforts and vices. To journey away from here would breed change, I can’t bring myself to take the plunge.