After a little over a week away from this platform I've realised how much life I've been missing out on (literally and figuratively) and yes, I realise that is totally clichè. So let me explain:
In my time away I read a book front to back in 3 days - I haven't willingly read a book in about 10 years. The book I chose was Stranger in the Woods. (Highly reccomend it) the reason I chose it is because I've always had an utter fascination with living "off the land" if you will. Since I was a kid, I loved the idea of escaping the concrete jungle, and modern civilization. It has never felt natural to me. Unfortunately, it isn't that easy to pack up our dog and cat, trade in our home and security for a van and hit the road (though I encourage it regularly) I don't think my man is too keen on it. Understandably, it's a crazy thought to most. So this book acted as an escape for me, temporarily and fleeting, but I have to admit, it was everything I needed in the moment.
I settled in, candle lit and coffee in my hand, and I dove into my book. I got lost for a few hours in it, before long I looked up from my book and appreciated the stillness. Russell and Tubby sleeping dreamily beside me, appreciating it almost as much as I did. Immediately I thought of the alternative, I would be cruising Instagram for hours on end, providing me with yes, some inspiration, but also negativity. Enabling me to compare myself to the edited and photoshopped faces that we all admire so much. I felt total relief that that wasn't how I was spending my afternoon. I won't be using social media as frequently as I have in the past, and not for the reasons I have been as of late. But maybe instead to share some thoughts, (and new projects) with you.
If there is anyone else out there that feels this way, raise ya hand I know I'm not the only one.
#dreamingoffreedom "The idea that there is somewhere we have to get to, and something we have to attain, is our basic delusion." - Tenzin Palmo