A Little Bit of This

Which activities make you lose track of time?

Hell my Friend,

How are things with you today, how is life treating you, please tell me you are wearing a smile 😀 I am sending them out every day for free. They cure so many issues try one on, did you know truly one size fits all.

So here we are talking about these random things and here comes another conversation starter, that’s if you have someone to talk to, so ok you have guessed it I don’t so I talk to you my friend . Random because I could actually be talking to myself. Then again that would be nothing new for me. I have talked to myself through marriages(well that’s how it felt), bringing the children up(we all know what kids are like, yes mum, of course mum, out of sight, what does she know) and it has become a habit now I am alone. Sorry I am digressing from my initial conversation, oops.

So I can sense time passing around me but I am in a bubble an it feels fantastic when doing anything creative constructive or art anything like that. But top of my away with the fairy’s where time does not exist, give me a good book and I happily will stay curled up and read cover to cover and breathe of course. You could call it my Perfect Time Machine, well I can move anywhere in space time and realities in a book and when I take my head out of it, I have moved further forward in time,

“But meanwhile, time flies; it flies never to be regained.” –Virgil

Ok so I am a day late with posting this probably because I fell asleep before I could press post

Yours truly

Kim-Louise

Time is an illusion

Which activities make you lose track of time?

The butterfly counts not months but moments and has time enough.” Rabindranath Tagore

I start reading a book and I can’t believe it, if the book is good, fictional or fact, it immerses me as if I have entered into the book and when I next look up wow 3,4, even 5 hours have passed but I have no idea where that time has gone. I have not drunk eaten or heard my phone, my dog as ever is asleep. I have just lost track of time

I can start writing or drawing and lose myself , I am either in the story I am writing, carefully plotting the next move or in the true story ones noting details as things flash back to me. If I am drawing my mind is just on colours or maybe charcoal. Decisions of what I want to draw or paint, normally it’s just colours kind of free flow, I know I can draw I just like to play with colour and ohhh the afternoon has gone in the blink of an eye. I have lost all track of time

Of course there are other ways, sat talking to my bestie, playing a game on my phone, having a look on social media all good ways of losing all track of time

Oh my friends my favourite way to lose all track of time is to sit in my chair and put my head back, gently closing my eyes and letting my mind wander. Oh wow it travels miles to countries all over the globe then back to the UK to once again revisit villages last seen as a child. I have been to space, visited galaxies that we could not cross, met beings and had food with them. Then suddenly found myself sat watching as knights of old jousted in tournaments, visited talking animals who acted with human characteristics , castles in the sky. All in daydreams that I have woken from and realised 3 hours had passed and I had day-dreamt my way past a mealtime. But what a wonderful way to lose track of time.

It’s night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon? .. Dr Seuss