Til You Find your Dream....
So this morning was a bit weird.
I woke up at 645 - and let a cat out. And then I read my book for a while.
By the time I got to the shower... I was already running 10 minutes late.
I got down stairs, made coffee, (Because I do coffee and then I do things).
Then I made Soup. Yeah, Really poor timing on my part, But I've promised himself all week I would make soup in the evening for the next night, but I've been too tired/ too lazy / too busy to do so.
I figured, since I was running late, I'd just be really late.
Sweet Potato, Chill and Coconut Soup made, I dried my hair and slapped some make up on.
I started to drive to work, and I thought, I'll go past the sea, because I like looking at the sea.
It was worth it, the sea was beautiful and the atmosphere was clear today and I could see all the way up to Ard-rossan clear as a bell.
I drove through the woods, and looked to see if I could see any deer, but no. .But I did see a heron and a couple of ducks.
As I drew towards work - I glanced right and spotted that the sun had come through the haze and was lighting Arran up beautifully.... I opted to drive past the road into work, and head for a caravan park on the other side of the airport.
I was right - It was stunning. I stood and gaped for a minute or two and then toddled in to work.
Then I sat in the car park and spoke to the magpies for a further moment or two.
At different points during the day, I also stopped dead, and worked on a jigsaw for a little while.
I took my time; I took time to smell the daisies. I did a little bit of what I fancied.
And nothing ground to a halt.
Not one thing.
Other than my mind.
Which is a good thing.