we made our way up the hill to see a laminated piece of paper with a red 'murderer' as a heading, below that a photo of a man with a scar running across his eye.
he jokingly said: "okay lets go now" turning around and starting to walk downhill.
"no wait, it's fine" i laugh under my breath and pull him along
we continue walking down a slippery alleyway, and reach the cemetery.
we walk in circles as im trying to remember where the perfect spot is. i used to come here often at the beginning of college, when everything was so simple.
we reach the old church, and sit down. the view is there, it just doesn't feel like i remembered.
a woman passes by saying hello, apparently it's a popular spot.
then it hits me, instead of up we have to make our way down.
the fact that mud was everywhere didn't help, i would love to go there in summer or when it gets a little warmer and see the trees in bloom.
we sat down on a wooden bench with an amazing view over houses and hills, the pain was worth it.
it was really calming, like we were detached (or should i day tached xD) from everything else going on and focusing on us.
it was a nice change of scene.
in other words, my day was awesome.
peace out dudes.
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