End of the week. It’s been a little harder than previous weeks. Has it been as hard as it is for some people? Probably not. Has it been as easy as it is for some people? Probably not. For me it had its challenges, that’s all I know.
It has made me reflect on what’s important. What I believe to be important. Being kind. Being nice. No, just doing those things doesn’t pay the bills – certainly not in my job – one has to actually do productive work at the same time. But I don’t understand why one can’t be kind at the same time – be reasonable, understanding. Hell, just listen to what people are actually saying to you for a start.
Perhaps this doesn’t make much sense without the specifics of the situation. But I can’t provide specifics. It just made me realise how important, and unfortunately sometimes how rare, it is to be kind, generous, good humoured. It’s not until you start talking to someone who doesn’t have, or rather doesn’t exhibit those qualities, that you realise how important they are.
Anyway, it’s the end of the week. I have the luxury of a weekend. A weekend with good weather apparently. Am I going to go out and sit in the park or get in the car and go to take unlimited exercise somewhere? No. I’ll exercise (yes – I have actually been doing some of that during lock down – evidence on the left there), and I’ll enjoy the sunshine, but within the confines of my house and back garden.
