I don’t quite know why but this last Saturday was a bit of a fag end of a day. I couldn’t settle on what to do with it and rather than end up at the end of a day with a fine selection of jobs and tasks half started and half finished, that I would probably have to pick apart and redo, I resorted to my favourite cure for this sort of indolence, I went out for a ride somewhere. Now it has to be a ride, driving obviously doesn’t allow me to go into that freewheeling, not thinking about much state of mind that has solved a lot of issues for me in the past. That mood you go into when you are just sat and the world outside is just passing by the window. Mobile meditation I suppose. The trains were on strike so it was the bus this time. I got myself a day ticket for one of the local bus companies and set off on a not very direct trip to Southport. The choice of destination was quite arbitrary, influenced a bit by the weather looking to be decent and the thought of some sea breezes to waken my brain up. The route was a roundabout one, there are shorter ones but like I said it was more the journey than the destination. Well I got there and I had my walk about along and around the pier and I celebrated with a pint before starting the journey back. I had a few ideas and I solved a couple of little things that had been niggling away, so if you find yourself in a similar situation give it a try, a pointless journey just staring out of the window.
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