Turn thought into action, took COVID-19 time off to push it out!

How many times did I sit on the last seat of the A330/A310 and think to myself, if only I could make them smell what I smell? Well, the thought at that time wasn’t provoked by something pleasant smelling, do you get my drift?

But today, I am sitting here in my bed and thinking the same.

The day was spent at the beach followed by 2 hours of gardening and sweating in the sun. When I peeled those gardening gloves off my hands, Oh! the repugnant smell, could jolt a corpse out of its slumber!!!!! I don’t think I can describe it in words. No, I can. It smelt of Tom’s OVERUSED OLD BOXING GLOVES.

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I hopped out of the shower and dug my fingers into the scented goodness of sweet oranges mixed with vanilla and the anti-fungal properties of Tea Tree oil, the ONLY thing that’ll kill anything smelling VILE. The scent of fresh tangerines/oranges that takes me back to Spain. A trip I undertook with mum and one that is worth revisiting in my mind over and over again. It’s amazing how that thought on the plane, ions ago, planted a seed in my head that has now taken shape. Today I sit and think again- If only I could make them smell what I smell

How about tomorrow?
Feeling productive!
Jas OUT

Peeping into the past

I just spent an hour reading my random thoughts on this blog page. The oldest ones go back to Dec 2011, if I must say it myself, I was intrigued. Some of the stuff that was penned down was deep and looking back and reading it, it brought me back to the frame of mind I was in. Confused and curious, reflective and exposed. It felt good delving into the penned down past to be able to compare the present. It felt good to know that even though life is all about ups and downs that good and bad do go hand in hand and that isn’t a bad thing at all.

Lot has happened since I first wrote my innermost thoughts on a very public platform. Lot has changed since that time in the past. What started as a platform to vent and expel poison into the virtual world of cyberspace, this free website has now become my platform to scribble out simply anything and everything that tempts me. It is completely unplanned and is devoid of any direction, somewhat like myself, it knows that it has to continue flowing, unhindered and carefree.

How did a quiet Sunday evening end up becoming so wistful? It surely has something to do with the lack of chipmunks indulging in gymnastics by the outside deck area. Long live the rabid black cat and COFFEE grinds.
Wait! It’s Monday today ..

Jas, totally out of it!