I’m back from what was a very unexpected break.
One moment I was wrestling with the LFC madness and the next, I was on a Bangkok Airways flight to Koh Samui. The trip materialized in just over a week before I left and was probably something that I really needed.
But there is something to be said about health resorts and emotional rehab.
It can sure as hell frustrate you to sit in one place for a long period of time, with none of life’s crutches like good food, chocolate, alcohol or ciggies, but after awhile you realize that you sure as hell do need it.
All the juice cleansed me out, the daily rub downs were painful but I’m finally rid of my angst. The forced quiet time made me think and take time to re-evaluate things.
Hubba and I emailed like long-lost lovers whilst I was away too, so a bit of romance there which has been sweet. He said that I ought to take the time out to come up with an action plan of how to deal with the things that frustrate me when I get back. Good plan, Stan.
And now I feel like I’ve come back rested. And refocused.
There is much to be said.
Coming soon :)