If you can dream it you can do it
The car continues to splutter along so I decided I would give it a rest today and walk the 3 and a bit miles to the station. While the priestly words of my mechanic kept me going for a few days I had to use my intuition when the noises became louder and I was struggling to get up hills. There is a lesson there, people can advise you though you have to keep your head on.
Timing is everything as you can never quite work out when it is time to stop throwing money at something and say goodbye.
Anyway back to the walk. In the twenty years, I have lived in the village I have never walked to the train station always too rushed by myself or another to contemplate it. There may be a connection here to Cee being in Greece or it could simply be that I am becoming less rushed.
I had only walked a short distance when I came across this stunning work of art.
Can you work it out? I believe it is a spider’s web though someone may tell me it is something else. It looks like the Spiders have been working as a team on this one surely not one spider could create such a work.
Just before the station I spotted this beautifully coloured cat. Certain members of my Medium family have raised my awareness of cats so much so that when I see one I take a shot as I remember them.
It was as I left Luton station that I spotted the featured photo. These wall murals are becoming more fashionable in England though for years almost every gable wall in my childhood estate had one.
Dreaming and vision are perhaps only separated by sleep. I could see myself walking to the station last night, this morning I could see the station as I walked to it.
Tonight as I jumped off the train there was no buses so I decided I may as well walk home. It gave me an opportunity to have a long awaited telephone conversation with a friend as I walked and I was home before I knew it.
As I passed my car I took some bags from it that house my collection of leaflets, newspapers, magazines that I collect though never read. I need to ‘get rid’ of surplus as I prepare my goodbye to my car.
I came across a letter from a travel company that I kept with the intention of replying and letting them know how bad was their customer service. It is almost two years old, do I ‘chuck it’ and let it go or do I hang on to the grievance still intending to get back to them?
I hear the words from a book, “ He who holds grievances has forgotten that he is born of love.”
Maybe it is time to dream and see if I can do it.
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