Thoughts on a Sunday afternoon

I have been feeling under the weather lately – I wonder if this has a deeper meaning being that the weather lately has been a great improvement on the failed summer of July and August. I received a message via Facebook today from a friend in Madrid apologising for not responding to my birthday greetings. Why because he has discovered something quite revolutionary – walking in parks and relating to people. He describes it as “a new concept” and wonders why he never thought of it before. Now I wonder why I too have never thought of it though I did have a brief encounter with flesh and blood whilst taking an early morning short walk along the river last Saturday. I found myself noticing strange unusual happenings such as a young man sitting beside his baby staring into what appeared to be nothingness. I noticed a woman sitting alone on a bench reading a book. I noticed a lone woman in a small wooden boat meandering along the river and wondered where she had come from and where could she be going? Before I could really take all this in, I found myself at the end of the tow path and back in cafe Starbucks lalala land with all the accessories of consumerism and the moment was lost, gone – I need to find it again. Maybe that is where sanity lies, at least for me.

I have been feeling under the weather lately - I wonder if this has a deeper meaning being that the weather lately has been a great improvement on the failed summer of July and August. I received a message via Facebook today from a friend in Madrid apologising for not responding to my birthday greetings. Why because he has discovered something quite revolutionary - walking in parks and relating to people. He describes it as "a new concept" and wonders why he never thought of it before. Now I wonder why I too have never thought of it though I did have a brief encounter with flesh and blood whilst taking an early morning short walk along the river last Saturday. I found myself noticing strange unusual happenings such as a young man sitting beside his baby staring into what appeared to be nothingness. I noticed a woman sitting alone on a bench reading a book. I noticed a lone woman in a small wooden boat meandering along the river and wondered where she had come from and where could she be going? Before I could really take all this in, I found myself at the end of the tow path and back in cafe Starbucks lalala land with all the accessories of consumerism and the moment was lost, gone - I need to find it again. Maybe that is where sanity lies, at least for me.

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