Isolation at water's edge
Currently I’m consuming toxins by staring at my phone & sipping Capri sun simultaneously. I've started to go on 'staycation' trips with a group of friends recently. I'm not sure why. I don't really have anything to get away from in truth. I don't love my job, but I don't hate it. & I adore my bed, so why would I even pay money to sleep elsewhere? Perhaps I've succumbed, & I'm now conforming to social norms. I've become the very thing I hated growing up. I took a much needed break from those very people today. It isn't very fun seeing the same set of individuals for a number of days consecutively. Maybe it's just me, I get bored with humans. My break began suddenly
without even a warning to myself. I exited the hotel & I just started walking around the block & before I knew
it, I was lost & finally at peace from recent recurring pressures. I didn’t have my wallet on
me unfortunately, nor a timepiece or compass ...