Quiet Saturday
Hello!
I just woke up from a nap. Today, my shoulder kind of hurt and I woke up at some time around 6 am and then stayed in bed half asleep for another two hours. Then my boyfriend and I had some langos that I had made yesterday and then we went on a walk and to the store.
After getting home, my shoulder hurt even more and I was sleepy again. I just napped for an hour and now I am awake and I grabbed my laptop next to me and typed this post.
I know... very entertaining. I suppose, I am still playing around here.
So, I finally got up and now I’m sitting on the balcony drinking what’s left of a .25l bottle of coke. I feel so relaxed today. These are the moments that I think about whenever I’m stressed. I think about my childhood and how closing yahoo messenger meant I was all alone to explore and do whatever I wanted to. I’d play games, experiment with html and later with php, write posts for my blog or in forums and, I dunno, just enjoy my life without feeling rushed.
I also think about how whenever you visit someone and have dinner with them, things tend to feel slower. You eat slower, you move slower. Whenever I look at people who are 60 or 70 years old, they all seem to just be slow. They take the time to make their tea or coffee, set the table, sit down, walk. I always feel like I’m in a rush. I rush to sit down, to eat, to walk, to do anything.
Over the years I’ve gotten better at being slower, especially at work where I felt like I had to enter a password the second my computer booted up. However, it’s still not easy. During the week, I think about a slow weekend and on Sunday I wonder where the weekend went and why it wasn’t as calm as the random 15 minutes on a Monday when I chose to sit on my couch to look out the window before starting work. Today, I think I’ve managed that, though. Today felt so slow and so good and since there’s no social media to distract me, I can even be present around the quietness and peacefulness that surrounds me all the time.