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16:30
The sun is burning through my office window. I feel the call of a cool glass of something chilled.
There is birdsong out there, swifts dive, wagtails hop on the warm flagstones. A solitary robin sits on the stone wall.
I can hear frantic Friday afternoon conversations down the hall.
“We really need this wrapped up today…”
“I was hoping to head home early, it is Friday after all.”
I have plans this weekend, it’s busy, I’d like to get them started with a relaxing Friday night.
There’s mums taxi, the dog groomer, a much needed hair cut and a friends birthday BBQ.
The laundry mountain, a spot of cleaning and maybe a market Sunday, along with the weekly shop.
It’s all go… and all good.
Life stuffs.
Just sitting here, counting the minutes is a tad frustrating. Especially as the sun is shining. There are better things to be doing.
©️ Juliette Turrell
Juliette Turrell 