He see’s the email he’s been waiting for drop into his inbox. XXX has sent you an email. He reads the first line and his heart sinks, it sounds like it’s going to be thanks but no thanks and goodbye. He reads the rest and it isn’t, it’s full of love. His heart skips a beat a smile appears on his face. He is happy again and the anxiety leaves his body in an instance. He goes to Haworth and runs to Top Withens a lightness in his feet he hasn’t felt for ages. His heart is full of joy. He hasn’t upset his best friend and he is running where the Brontes once trod. Life is good once again.
The Autistic FellRunner
I am a 52 year old male with a late diagnosis of Asperger's Syndrome. I enjoy writing in all forms about people and life. I enjoy running over the moors where my mind can be free from the stresses of everyday life. I am currently studying for a PhD in autism and aging. I hope you enjoy my writing and please feel free to leave a comment. Thank you for taking the time to visit my site. View all posts by The Autistic FellRunner