Normally, my days are filled with
rushing, pushing, noise, pace, stress, working, writing, tweeting. Every day.
Including weekends. And I love
it. Although seldom do I find the time
to just sit and read a book or watch a movie, and even when I’m traveling the
laptop is out and I’m putting together a strategy, working on client content,
or hatching some grand master plan in line with my latest light bulb moment idea. I’m also usually running late (to everything).
But today is different.
The country is calling my name and I’m
on a trip away from my city living love for a much overdue visit to see the
parents. I wasn’t running late. I haven’t brought any work with me. I even managed breakfast at Federation Square
before ducking over to Flinders Street Station to jump on the vline. And now, I’m going to sit. And read my book. All the way there. It’s time to stop and smell the proverbial
roses. Right after I’ve posted
this blog…
This weekend, find the
time - just for you.
Y
Little Miss Melbourne xoxo