It’s been a strange week.
On Monday, my week was planned. I had a trip to Stockholm arranged for the weekend, some gym work to be done during the week. But all that changed when one of my closest friends needed some help.
Of course, there would be no question that my friends always come first. Unless I had some overseas trip planned then I’d change things around to accommodate them as, to me, there is nothing more valuable in life than a nest friend.
I feel that when you surround yourself with good company time seems to go slower. But when they leave it feels like you have a void in life. Time goes much slower.
Somehow Stockholm got cancelled. Instead, I decided to do some research into the new script that I am working on. Coincidental that one of my favourite writers of all time has actually written a book based on the exact scenario that I am basing my script upon. So tonight I sat by the river and read for three hours in a book that I don’t think I will be putting down for some time.
Life has a way of changing so quickly at times. It’s those slow days where you never want the sun to set that seems to capture the emotions that we yearn to retain for all time.
I like those slow days. We need more in life.
