This morning resulted in the dreaded trip to a supermarket. Unfortunately this week, Saturday was the only option. Although I tried to go at what I thought would be a quiet time, I was mistaken. The volume seemed like something else today and I didn’t have any ear protection with me. What is it with people flying round at speeds of hundreds of miles an hour and not thinking about other shoppers? I felt invisible.
The mix of lots of people, having to negotiate a constantly moving and busy environment, a range of intense and sudden noises as well as already being incredibly close to burnout, meant that it was a deeply unpleasant experience. Why does the world have to move so quickly?
Fortunately since then I have managed to get some time out in the garden and have managed to find a little peace and quiet out there potting up some plants and doing a little tidying to calm myself down.
I don’t really know why I’m posting this, but it’s been a little therapeutic doing so.
