Time to recharge

As my holidays begin, there’s a glacial melt happening in my psyche. Almost immediately after closing my laptop at work, knowing that it would not need to be opened for the next 11 days, there was a crack as part of the ice-shelf of working-too-much broke free from the the rest of my being, tumbling down into the valley beyond my cares, leaving behind an elated weightlessness that caused me to float out of the office and into the too-early November gloom. It’s been a long time since I’ve had such a break and the realisation of how badly I needed it had hit with such force these past weeks, that I felt my commitment and energy involuntarily sap away until there was only the fumes remaining, as I became ever more fixated on the promise of a week of nothing. Well, it is here, and I now get to consider what to do these next days. I’ve never really had a staycation as far as I can remember, but luckily I find myself in a moment of my life that seemingly requires it: I have an apartment…

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