EQ.
I was roused from my heavy slumber by a piercing ray of light. Way too much light for me to be sleeping in my own room. I stretch my arms out and my fingers brush across a blanket. A woolen, knitted blanket. This is definitely not home. I lie still for a few minutes, cherishing the tranquility of the moment. “Hey!” My eyes pop open and
the best person in the worldJodes is standing by my bedside. “Coffee?”I stumble onto the balcony via a lavish and elegantly furnished loungeroom only to be greeted by a breathtaking 6th story view of the Brisbane river, Story bridge and the Southbank city skyline. A large catamaran is gracefully gliding its way across the otherwise relatively still water. A few small ferries chug back and forth, delivering businessmen and women nearer to their destination. I made a deliberate effort to take in every sight and sound knowing I wouldn’t be presented with a similar opportunity in a long time. I had nowhere to be, no-one to see and nothing to do.
The past few weeks have been filled with such extreme highs and lows so that if I were to describe each high/lowlight with just one adjective you would be forgiven for assuming I was bi-polar. The excerpt above was a picture of a morning last week in QLD. Definitely a highlight.
I’m going to take more mental photographs of situations and scenery this week. It catapults me into my own little creative world where I sing songs and dream dreams and draw things and it’s my favourite place to be.
