Detour
I like being out. Out in the nature > out with people or in public, crowded spots. I do like taking breaks, reading books, doing nothing. I also like work. The work I do which keeps me engaged and occupied. But I am also deeply imperfect and human. In the obsession of trying to keep everything balanced, I at times lose clarity. Things lose their balance and it becomes imperative to just pack my bags and go away.
'Go away', I did. Leaving tons of office work unattended and personal life hanging. Even though this trip was planned and I understood at some level, that I needed heck deserved this break, my mind kept wandering to unwanted territories. Paglet had warned me about the obsession with checking work emails. I had obliged by enabling 'manual' updates. Not proud to report that until I reached Amsterdam, I was regularly 'manually' fetching all emails and reading them. FOMO anyone ?
As things went south in Amsterdam (with our health), the FOMO gradually went away. It got replaced by a longing to be home. Who wants to be home, one week into their trip ? That would be me.
I had read a line somewhere (I think here), that, 'I travel or I go away, so that I can come back.' Come back where ? I think I got my answers in the next 10 days, in the next leg of the trip.