A long haul trip takes a certain amount of mental preparation. Especially if it's going to be interstate and/or over 10 hours. My adrenalin levels increase, and I anti-relax. Not something I do consciously, just the body preparing itself to stay awake, a kind of autonomic powering up. It's what makes me a good long-distance driver or, alternatively and without a strong yoga practise, a complete lunatic.
I have spent most of the last month in this state of readiness, under the (mistaken) impression that I really will be leaving, most definitely, for sure, the next day. Or so they keep telling me.
Only then I don't.
It's not a relaxing way to live, let me tell you.
On the upside, quarantine ends today for the Creative Genius, and there is no sign of Swine Flu.
Which comes as No Great Surprise,
but is still good news.
Oh, and I have been crafting, a little. In a Finishing Things Off kind of way.