The art of doing nothing

After the whole Australia trip, I decided that in the one week I have left before work starts, I don't really wanna do much. The reason being I did so much moving from town to mountain to town to state that now, being static seems especially pleasurable right now.

Monday I walked up and down orchard with no aim in mind except a foot massage. Tuesday I spent the morning with Slayer and the rest of the afternoon peacefully reading. Wednesday I went out for breakfast with FH and then lunch with him and more aimless wandering till home.

Maybe because I know the deadlines looming, which is why these few days of no aim seem especially sweet.

Aaaah, how long can this last?

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