Windows are dirty, they have a thick sandy base on them. Rain makes it worse. Lockdown issues.
There is a low hanging cloud over the valley. It’s chilly and muggy.
I feel claustrophobic.
Or is this the COVID-19 lockdown? Work is busy, I am getting up early and doing a full 9 hour day’s work. Not many breaks in between. Learning to survive. Thankfully I have been blessed with an incredible human who is nurturing, honest and so kind.
The word – lockdown. It’s in everyone’s messages, on Facebook, on the radio, on TV, my favourite blogs, they are everywhere. While it is necessary, there is a feeling of dread setting in. Thank you, Covid-19.
There is a 1500 piece of puzzles on the dining room table, been trying to do this for 17 days. As expected I have lost interest on day 3. I have 50 shades of blue for the sky shot. I want to take a pair of scissors and slowly cut up each puzzle piece. Imagine the trees that died for that stupid puzzle. It’s not worth it.
When lockdown is over. I will pack the puzzle away. Or give it to someone who will appreciate it more than me.
Firstly, I ache for moments walking around Chaing Mai with my mother, shopping, with my camera, interacting with the beautiful people. Land of smiles. Secondly, the conversation, giggling and time spent with her. Hitting a “Let’s 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.
Sharing is caring. My reason is 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.