I've been reminiscing about the calm and quiet I got the last weekend - nobody to bug my over anything really. The only tense moment I got was trying to shower and change up under ten minutes with the temperatures going at 10. LOL.
We were kind of on the roads a lot, given one place to the next is quite a distance, despite being between thirty to an hour's drive at about 100. It's nice to have the windows down and the breeze going strong in the face, blowing the skin backwards and circling round the head. Sneezing, of course, would be a bad idea.
There was this little violinist boy at the market when we were. Didn't take any pictures cos it wasn't exactly picturesque. But to be up that early in the morning was really quite something. He wasn't the best player I've heard, but least he could manage a decent tune. Something I would consider precious in my lifetime if it did come close to being special for a street basker.
Right down to being physically somewhere else, I think for once I brought my brains along and letting it chill out together. I'm not recharged to be honest, but the calmness did my some good when so many things were fired up on the wrong end for the last couple of years. But like I told Jean, her destination was one I didn't regret. Not the slightest, not a hint.
Oh well, perhaps I should travel more, and see what else comes.
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