Loch Ness
Maybe we can pause the world and escape to a little cubby hole. Maybe we don’t even need to pause it. Maybe it can carry on without us but we would be content because we are not needed or required to help turn its magnificent cogs.
I suppose we don’t really need to turn its magnificent cogs. I suppose if we didn’t, the world would carry on as usual, and it would be exactly the same. But our little nooks would slowly vaporise away and we would be mere wisps on the fringe of it all struggling to find a parting in the heavy, stampeding traffic that is trundling along.
And it would be very hard to get back in.
And everything we worked for would be gone. Snap. Crick crack. Like a click. Or a tock.
That is why we need a holiday. To refresh and recharge our tired little arms, to carry on turning our very own special cogs.
Mine included driving all around this Island I call home. From the south to the topmost North. I only have four days left before I have to set the record player again and fall back into the stressful mess that is my real life.
The worry, the anxiety, the terrible marriage situation where the in-laws and commuting to work suck all the life out of my husband so all I get is an empty moody shell, the awful living situation, the nomad-like bouncing from house to house everyday, the exhaustion, the feeling of not finishing half what I set out to do by the end of the day because I do not have any private space for my work – aaaah!
I don’t want this peace to end. I really, really don’t want this peace to end. I could cry because I so desperately hate it back at ‘home’. But it will end.
And so.
For now.
I will find the Loch Ness monster (that’s Nessie, apparently), I will enjoy the scenic beauty of mountains and water and views and bagpipes for the last four days and squeeze out
every
last
little
drop.
Loch Ness as we saw it
Edinburgh from up top 🙂
York – this man was blowing bubbles in return for a small donation to sponsor his trip to Japan!
All images are credited to my husband – he takes the good ones. 🙂
Ocean Bream 