As darkness descended upon Silsden, I set off to Goole which is about fifty miles east of where I live. I stuck my iPod on and reached the main motorway drag in a slow chain of traffic. The roads were wet and the lights dazzled of the damp like a moist mirage. I felt like I was running away for a few hours. I think I wondered if I ran away in my life in general. No, I decided, I have taken a stand against people who don't believe in me. 
I landed at my cousins house three minutes after I had planned to a nice welcome. The family is a religious one and we got to sharing stories in order to find out where our spiritual paths crossed. I felt at home with them and enjoyed our chat. 
Ten pm struck and I turned down the chance to sleep at theirs, sighting a complex I have about getting back home. the journey home was a dark and less lit one. My iPod shuffled some singalong classics and some of my ex's music which didn't make me want to skip at all. I sung along happily. 
It was a cathartic journey for me and I felt it was a necessary one but I can't put my finger on why. 
Maybe all will be revealed later. 
My stepson had messaged me that head put a new track on Soundcloud so I had a listen as soon as I was home. He was probably asleep but I wanted him to know that replying to him was important to me so I sent him a message back straight away. 
I am looking forward to having my baby tomorrow and I hope I can think of something to do which will keep us out of my house for a bit.