I'm interested in the feeling of 'stepping off the planet" and the immense relief I felt the other day:
the chumbawumba wagon
discharging cooking oiley fumes and the smell of cheap burgers
looked like an inviting haven of tranquility
Medium sized caravan with serving bar at one end
Counter top tables along both sides and some chairs
Paul O'Grady on the TV
greasy sausage in a bun, and a cup of tea
it was wonderful!!
A120 screaming past outside seemed a world away
like exiting reality, or stepping off the planet for a breather.
everything involved with shutting the office down has made me knackered by the end of the day.
Everything about it was so different from the 'norm' for me. It was a spur of the moment thing. It took me far from the world just outside the door. And it was a bit more than just a break. I ought to do something like it more often. There's the woods at Wickham Bishops, the sea wall near home, a bike ride after work ... especially now the warmer weather is nearly here.
And now my thoughts are grinding to a halt .........................