Recently I’ve been feeling bogged down, tired and generally unfocused in whatever I’ve been doing. Presumably everyone else is feeling the same way at this point in the term, where hell week is the norm and we come face to face with this sense of apathy towards our failing grades (or is it just me).
I needed an unwinding session so, so bad where I can just chill and DO NOTHING without the timer set for my next homework. Like literally just stone and put away all things occupying our attention (including books, dramas and social media) and my prayers have finally been answered when the holiday cropped up in the middle of the week. I had craved the chilly sea wind and the way sand fell apart in the gaps of our toes: there was a sense of isolation that allowed me to entertain some childish antiques in my own head space and feel clear-headed after that. Hence, it really was a no brainer where I was bound for during the holiday.
Nothing feels more relaxed than a white button down and shorts and the weird lightness of my new short hair. So we sat at a really soggy patch of sand and had junk food, breathe, unwind and kicked sand and chased the retreating foams, rolled coconuts into the water, buried our feet deep into the sand and wiggled our toes. It felt almost like I had turned the door knob for the dusty playroom in my mind and sat in there indulging the child in there, till she was sick of me and chased me out (I have no doubt I can be a really annoying person). And after that, I was recharged.
When we left, we bumbled along the beach, leaving behind a trail of footprints in the sand. We took special care to ensure the waves will not wash our imprints away. Those footprints will still be gone anyways when the sky opens up. But it was enough for me to recollect bits of my mind and get back refocused.
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