The last thing I wanted today was another desk lunch... so I put my walking shoes on about half an hour before- to make the ‘flee’ hassle free when the time comes. It worked. I vanished for an hour as soon as the clock struck 12- without a backward glance, before anyone could book a lunch-meeting with me to discuss some specific ‘cost’ or ‘tax’, before anyone could very well call my name...
It wasn’t a Market Day, but I took the walk anyway. I walked on the empty streets, passing the closed shop shutters, dusts making my feet look darker, pigeons here and there- I walked without care... savouring the sunlight and basking in its warmth. I needed this, I really did.
I do not need the market. I don’t take walks for the market; I do because I like the feel of it- of the whole thing... the dust, the sunlight, the birds and the hint of the ocean in the air; and at that very moment- I had everything I needed, except perhaps the red scarf that I had left on my work desk in my haste... but that’s okay. I had the more important stuff.... I truly am better now- mentally, even though nothing really has changed.
It’s silly how much easier it gets to think rationally when you have some fresh dust on your feet.
[Did you recognise the song that I’ve used in the title? One of my favourites of all time...!]
21 hours ago