I read eight new books, and two old ones, re-read parts of five other books I love, and remained with the feeling of countless others. In all, fifteen-plus books this holiday.
Just so you know, I also spent some time with wonderful friends, had a simple christmas, attended the boxing day cricket, and had a fabulous new years eve.
I exercised, and I baked cakes.
I took long naps.
I only watched two movies. I did not watch television once. I stayed away from the internet and social media.
I called and skyped my family, who are on the other side of the world.
I wrote, and I created collages. I was creative.
I took long walks, listened to great music.
I took long baths, with glasses of bubbles.
I was alone. I re-acquainted myself with loneliness, and boredom.
I holed up in my garret.
This festive season I chose to go somewhere I’d rather be.