It was my travel day yesterday. Which had me, from start to finish, waking up on my pillows in one continent, walking through four airports, on three planes, in three countries … and finally resting my head on my pillows on another continent.
All lovely. No issues. Just a long day.
Still on the go, apparently, I woke twice morning. Once during a dream in a yellow bedroom in a farmhouse, and secondly FROM that farmhouse dream to here in this poor wee cottage.
It took me a couple of seconds to figure out where I was when I opened my eyes. That’s what 17+ awake hours of wandering does to one’s reality. Needless to say, coffee was much needed as I logged into work and fired up the brain cells.
Bonus, I had a chat with my Mum about an hour ago … She. Sounds. Fabulous. AND she says she feels so much improved and focus, a far cry from when I left. Such wonderful news.
Hearing the strength in her voice and her positive words gave me a warm and fuzzy on Day One of me missing where I was these past two weeks.
Balance always offers perspective.
Right. Now, back to work. Then, in a few hours, I’ll head off to my local for a much needed salad and a catch up on the gossip with the crew. Yes. That sounds like a solid plan.
Happy Wednesday (which I thought was Tuesday until I wrote this sentence).