Today I printed out several pages of my Turas Index and took it out to lunch. (Next time I do this I need to remember to ignore any whims and head to the place that I know does good food. I mean, lunch was fine, but it could have been better for a cheaper price, win win. I also have an issue of knowing a pair of twins where I’m on okay terms with one, and not really talking to the other. I saw one today and had no idea which one it was (as it’s been so long since I’ve seen either, and whoever it is, she’s lost a bit of weight) and said ‘hey!’ anyway. That wouldn’t have happened if I’d gone to Noodle House instead of Asian Pot. I think I’m off topic.)
Basically, I printed out several pages, ate some lunch (beef noodle soup and a side plate of chilli garlic ginger chicken) and filled in a few blanks on my pages. Being outside and able to concentrate, getting into my own little world without having to listen out for phones or pretend to be working for a while.
I think, as writers, this is what we need to do more often. It sounds like a lame excuse to be able to treat ourselves, but I think it’s more about breaking routine and escaping the world for a bit so we can create our own.
I came up with quite a few interesting things today. It was really worth it.