My windows are dirty, they have a windy sandy base on them. Its rainy now so the dirt is wet. And it makes it look every worse. There is a low hanging cloud over the valley. Its chilly and muggy. It feels claustrophobic.
Or is this the COVID-19 lock down. Work is busy, I am getting up early and doing a full 9 hour days work, not much breaks in between as I am terrified I am going to be retrenched as I work in the Travel Industry. So I am going over and above my line of duty to prove myself. As I am sure we all are doing.
I am tired of the words lock down. They on everyone’s messages, on Facebook, on the radio, TV, my favourite blogs, they are everywhere. Albeit necessary, I feel a little fatigue about this whole Cornovirus situation.
We have a 1500 piece of puzzles on the dining room table, we have been trying to do this for 17 days. I lost interest day 3. My dining room is upside down, I want to take a pair of scissors and cut each puzzle up. Imagine the trees that died for that stupid puzzle. Its not worth it. When the lock down is over, I will pack it away in the box and forget about it. Or give it to someone who will appreciate more than me.
Oh how I wish I was walking around Chaing Mai with my mother, shopping, with my camera, interacting with the beautiful people. Land of smiles. Giggling and chatting to her. Hitting a “Lets relax” for a foot massage. Thailand is full of wonderful colours, street food, markets and temples. The place is a buzz, it never stops. Everything is interesting and you find that you are taking strange yet beautiful things.
I share this with you today. My reason is being I am desperate need of going back to happy places and special spaces. As my mind is occupied with a lot of strange, anxious dark worries. I need to go with the flow.