i'll follow you into the park, through the jungle, through the dark

On my days off I like to sleep in, to be the hermit that I am and to do things that would give me dimples if I had them. Today I left the house to amble over the hill to Hampstead Heath. I walked slowly as my hair danced about my shoulders and my nose grew cold from the autumn winds. I stood in familiar places and thought of a familiar face and smiled at a couple walking hand in hand...