this is my first journal entry and i think i will submit it to my blog as well.

Last friday I went to the Lake District for the first time. I stayed until Sunday and the point being I truelly had the most amazing time. I went walking over Walla Crag, taking in the views over derwent water and feeling so peaceful. I walked all day, stopping off for lunch and an ale at the end of my walk. I realised during the 3 days of camping, that not once did I check the time, wish the hours would go slightly faster, waiting for something else to happen rather than living that moment. I didn't check my phone, i didn't think or worry about anything. I was just there, in the moment, taking it all in. and when i arrived home, i felt a real pain inside my soul. Those three days were how life should be lived, not wishing the time away so you can go home from work or get to bed or do something else other than what you are. to just be. to enjoy and to be content. that's what it's all about. I don't want to wish the days anyway anymore. I don't want to count them away till the weekend. I want to cherish the moment, feeling alive and peaceful every day. But how do you do that, without the mountains and the lakes and the birds? I don't think it's possible. and tonight i will go to work and count the hours till it's time leave.