I want to take you to the island

But I'm soloing

The blackbird singing its heart out woke me before my alarm and I quietly packed a bag in the half-light, leaving the house to greet the sun. After the usual indecisive wobble, I left it to my inner wisdom and drove the eight miles to the beach of my childhood. The energy of the bay has always felt mystical, there’s a presence and my connection to it is…