Running away

I had to escape from myself today.  So here's what I did.

I got up, made a split-second decision to head to work, showered, pulled on the only clothes in my wardrobe that did not require ironing, hopped on a bus, and headed to the office where I sat myself in a cubicle to eat a cheese sandwich with chilli with some of my friends.

I did not stay long in Port Louis. 

By the time I got home, I was sufficiently wasted that sleep claimed me within minutes of me walking through the door.

By the time I woke up, the sun was gently setting.  The day was over. Alhamdulillah.

Sometimes, there is no other way.   Sometimes the only way is to run away from yourself.