Chill

‘Chill like an ice cube’

I remember it, vivdly.

One of the taunts of my schooling days.

I used to lose my cool, with my words, rarely with my fists.

My ‘friends’ jokingly told me to chill like an ice cube.

The connection was that they said my head was cube-shaped.

Nah, I don’t see it either.

When trying to write about today, I thought of a series of words:

Calm, clarity, clear, break

Today was the first day, in a very long time, that was truly off work.

I woke up at 7:30 to do some tidying up of work and at 10am, I was off for the day.

It is only now at 21:09 that I return to write a blog, edit an essay for a friend and prepare for tomorrow’s team meeting.

It was honestly bliss.

I understand what people mean by they can ‘sit at the beach all day’.

I think working in something like once every month would be of benefit.

Too often and it’s purposeless.

Too sparse and it’s not effective.

Let’s see how this pans out.

The key was that I wasn’t plastered to my phone all day.

I spent time just doing nothing.

It was great.

Chill