For a split second last week, I felt like making a run for it.
I was standing at the markets at the top of the Queen Street Mall waiting for my weekly bagel with cream cheese.
I was in my own little world with my eyes glued to my iPhone when the sun poked its head out from behind the clouds and gave me a warm embrace. I packed my phone away, closed my eyes and raised my face toward the sun to take in all of its goodness.
It was then that I noticed the hive of activity around me. I opened my eyes to see trucks delivering fresh fruit and veg, paella being stirred in massive pans, a couple buying a bunch of brightly coloured gerberas, and the most delicious looking brownies you ever will see begging me to jump off the I Quit Sugar wagon.
The atmosphere was fresh and lively. There was a sense of fun in the air. I was caught up in it. I wanted to wander through those markets with not a care in the world. I longed to have nowhere to be, nothing to do, and no responsibility. I wanted to be free. I wanted to escape. I wanted to do something for me.
‘If only I could run away for the day,’ I thought to myself.
My mind began to race as I very seriously contemplated how I could make it happen and what I would do.
‘I will cab it back home, pick up my togs and towel, and drive straight to the beach,’ I decided.
I pictured myself lying on my towel reading a good book listening to nothing other than the rise and fall of the ocean. I would swim and body surf and let the ocean take my worries away. I would float in that ocean. I would let it take my weight, hold me up, and heal me.
I could almost smell the salt and feel the sun kissing my skin as I continued to daydream. After the beach I would grab some lunch which I would eat slowly and without interruption. I would have a gigantic veggie burger with hot chips and a glass of wine and then I …
‘Number 57,’ called my Bagel Boy waking me from my daydream.
I handed over my number, took my bagel and turned on my heel to work.
As I let my daydreams turn to dust, I promised myself that one day soon I will turn that if only into a reality.
What would you do if you had the day to yourself?
Linking up today with the lovely Zanni at My little sunshine house for Sunshine Sunday writing to her prompt ‘If only’.