Finding my oasis
12:10pm
All dressed up and ready to leave for a meeting. Shirt, trousers, shoes (tie in bag).
12:15pm
Downstairs, out into the rain. The heat hits me like a wall. It's not so intense these days, low 30s, but still uncomfortable. And the sweat gathers on my forehead in no time at all.
12:20pm
The rain is now lashing down. I'm happy to have an umbrella, unlike many of the people around me (lucky i decided to borrow it today...) The first bus comes into view. My heart sinks, no air-con. Do i take it to make sure i'm on-time? Or wait and hope that the next will provide a cooler journey? Better to wait - after all if nothing comes, i can always take a taxi
12:30pm
Second bus appears, with air-con. Relief. At last i'll be out of the rain. Last week i couldn't cope with the rain. When the sun disappeared, so did my energy and my spirit. But today is different. I have the uplifting salsa track that you gave to me. It reminds me of you, of your smile, your eyes. It takes me away to my dance studio, where i'm practicing my turns and thinking only about the music. Then I think again of the day when we'll dance together. A day that i know with increasing certainty will come. Today I also have 'The Alchemist' in my bag. I already read it when i was 19. Why does it mean so much more now? Then i would smile because it created nice images and it resonated with optimism. Now i smile because i understand what it's saying.
12:40pm
The salsa track has finished twice. I look up from my book.
"Oh, is it raining outside...?"
What a difference a week makes.
All dressed up and ready to leave for a meeting. Shirt, trousers, shoes (tie in bag).
12:15pm
Downstairs, out into the rain. The heat hits me like a wall. It's not so intense these days, low 30s, but still uncomfortable. And the sweat gathers on my forehead in no time at all.
12:20pm
The rain is now lashing down. I'm happy to have an umbrella, unlike many of the people around me (lucky i decided to borrow it today...) The first bus comes into view. My heart sinks, no air-con. Do i take it to make sure i'm on-time? Or wait and hope that the next will provide a cooler journey? Better to wait - after all if nothing comes, i can always take a taxi
12:30pm
Second bus appears, with air-con. Relief. At last i'll be out of the rain. Last week i couldn't cope with the rain. When the sun disappeared, so did my energy and my spirit. But today is different. I have the uplifting salsa track that you gave to me. It reminds me of you, of your smile, your eyes. It takes me away to my dance studio, where i'm practicing my turns and thinking only about the music. Then I think again of the day when we'll dance together. A day that i know with increasing certainty will come. Today I also have 'The Alchemist' in my bag. I already read it when i was 19. Why does it mean so much more now? Then i would smile because it created nice images and it resonated with optimism. Now i smile because i understand what it's saying.
12:40pm
The salsa track has finished twice. I look up from my book.
"Oh, is it raining outside...?"
What a difference a week makes.
posted by Rob at
8:13 PM
3 Comments:
Beautiful.
How long does it take to get from Rotterdam to Amsterdam? Do you know? (hint hint) :)
Nice post. I just read the Alchemist now and I do realize that if I read it years ago, none would make sense.
Hugs!
Rob, like I told you yesterday: completely identified!
xxx
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