Saturday, 15 August 2015

Plans Afoot From Doing Things I Love to Not ... from Friday 14 August


Yesterday's walk through the countryside was though a thunder storm inner and outer... It was walked on stamina and fluids with a lunch of half a sandwich. I did snack on cherry tomatoes along the way ... the anger bubbling away inside needed to be dealt with constructively.

On boarding the train despite the drenching the rail tracks were getting and seeing the familiarity of a village once lived soon quenched these feelings ... I did get a return ticket but decided just to carry on giving myself the task of entering new licensee holders of what was once the local pub for a much needed orange juice. It was the most refreshing drink in a nice ambiance, despite the anxious feelings of being out the home and my still semi cluttered safety net ...

But plans set in this mind ... to start this overwhelming task to face with emotions mixed of both clarity and confusion of section by section of a final de-cluttering on this damn home left in tatters ...

On returning home ... all I managed was the rest of the sandwich, a yogurt and a drink ... soaking my aches and dirt away in a soothing bath and eventually at a sensible time ... retiring to bed ... still with tears ...  but at least an inner calm ... eventually drifting off to sleep ...


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