Windows. A simple concept. Yet, an amazing invention from the Romans. Windows allow me to look out and let light in. Equally, it allows you to glance into my small world.
The limitations of a window though mean you can only see as far as your eyes will allow. But I’m craving to see further. Not just the physical view, but also what the future view will be.
Every window gives you a different perspective. A few trees gently moving in the wind. Low rooftops with a light dusting of snow. A few television ariels. A gentle trail of steam from the heating vents. Pigeons sat on the fence. In the distance, a large beech tree. Beyond that, rolling clouds.
Despite being in the middle of a housing estate, the view isn’t bad. This is complemented by the quietness. It is so quiet, except for the occasional birdsong. I anticipate when the lockdown is lifted and the windows are open in the warmer weather, there will be a little ‘white noise’.
I’ve been reflecting on how things become ‘normal’ so quickly. Even lockdown feels normal. Despite being in different circumstances, the routine of doing the same things every day becomes a habit. For me, a routine is a safe option. Maybe I don’t like the adventure. Maybe I’m too accepting. Perhaps I hesitate from stepping into the unknown.
But, when I consider some other aspects of my life, then I am comfortable with this approach. A fine balance between excitement and anxiety. Procrastination prevents me from doing things. I’m an expert at talking myself out of things. When I go by my gut feeling, I’m usually right. And it all comes good in the end.
Back in October, I booked a holiday. This coming week, I should be getting ready to jump on a plane for a research trip to Portugal. The pandemic stopped all travel. Yet again, plans cancelled. Anticipation built. And dashed.
Due to the delays of the house move, being accessible to finalise the exchange and completion is probably a benefit. But not without its disappointment.
Looking at the positives, it means a longer period to plan the trip. Moving to a new house, home study and work have meant that I’ve been spending less time exploring and researching Portugal on the internet. Not a problem as my energy has been spent on getting past first base.
With a week’s ‘holiday’ scheduled, I now have little planned. A couple of appointments and a list of ‘admin’ bits to do following the house move. Given the busyness of the last month, a week’s rest, relaxation and research are welcomed.
So, instead of planning a physical trip, I will be going on a virtual trip to Portugal.
I do hope you’ll join me.
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