SNAITH- narrative writing-walk thoughts- creative writing

How far am I now? Having walked for the majority of the day, my feet were aching beyond belief. I’d left home yesterday with only some water, my prized curry recipe and a Twix. Just the essentials, then. In foresight, this was on the surfeit side of rations; I was known as a ‘bottomless pit’ type of person, so no wonder my meagre supplies had been raided within an hour. On the wandering journey, I…