Last night as I drove home from work, my mind was racing. The cogs were still whirling round as I reflected on the various highs and lows of the day. The creative cogs were beginning to pick up speed as I began to plan ahead for the evening’s writing activities. The “me” cogs were going into over drive as I thought and over thought various other things.
Then I really looked at the road ahead of me. Looked at the sky. Looked at the world around me.
Without hesitation, I turned off the road into a small car park a few hundred yards further along the road.
Sometimes you just need to put the plans on hold and do what’s good for your soul.
I did just that.
Thirty minutes later I returned to the car, soul suitably fed.