Running from it all

It’s no secret that I need a break. A funeral of a friend on the same day I find out that my grandad has passed away. It all got a bit much. I needed a break. I needed to run.

So I’ve come to Edinburgh for a few days. It’s always been on my bucket list to go. It’s stunning. Freezing, but stunning. 

Yet every photo I take of this beautiful city is terrible. Maybe that’s fates way of telling me to stop running and go home?

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