Getting my bearings

I am away from home on a work conference this week and I am hankering after a bit of routine this morning, if just to overcome the feeling of discombobulation I have.  I arrived in the dark last night and the moon was amazingly bright, so I could tell we were near a lake, there was forest.  But that was about it.  In the way of work conferences, it seemed important to get to know the people before the lie of the land, but I regretted that decision once everyone was heading to bed.

The evening had consisted of a couple of glasses of wine and way too long in the bar putting the world to rights – I should remember that if the world is not right by midnight, it is probably not going to get sorted at 1.30am – but I have been trying to remember that for decades now!

Inevitably, the wave of homesickness engulfed me as soon as I was alone.  Interestingly, I was fairly detached from it – a new thing for me.  I observed the homesickness, put it down to tiredness and discombobulation and went to sleep.

My brain woke me at first light and I got outside to explore straight away.  The homesickness has completely gone.  Knowing where I physically am helps to settle me down, definitely.  I am reaching for routines that are familiar, hence the blog. Now, I need to remember that morning-after wisdom of not staying in the bar until 1.30am.

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the view from my desk – through a fly screen

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