Slow day… kinda like slow food
Slow food is something people came up with in protest of fast food, basically says that you should eat real food that has been prepared with care, and savour it bite by bite instead of gulping it down from a wrapper while typing on the keyboard or rushing down the street.
I need a slow day, a day when I wake up in a nice room, and I don’t have to go anywhere or do anything according to a schedule, when I can just wing it and look forward to a slow food lunch and then do some slow shopping and strolling. My usual day comprises of waking up, brushing teeth, headed to work where I work almost non-stop, hardly breaking for food, until real late, and I go home and finally unwind by websurfing fanfics, reading the Economist, or manga, for an hour or so and then sleep. And repeat. The day is so packed with Crap To Be Done that, even bone-tired and sleep-deprived, I need to veg my brain for like an hour before sleeping. Sucks.
Today feels like a slow day. I’m supposed to be in for meetings, but I’m feeling pretty wtf about the whole deal (I think it started when I had two drinks and was instantly hammered, last night). Waking up in a nice dark hotel room with nothing to do but wait for an old friend to wake up so we can go snag lunch and dip in a spa, makes it even more surreal. I wonder if Europeans live this way. Definitely not the Americans, who reported hit 75 as their new average work week. Insane.
Slow life is too slow for me. It stresses me that I can’t get everything I want to do done, but I wouldn’t trade this life in for one of a tai-tai who sits around gossiping and drifting from slow food lunch to slow food lunch. Of course, what I really want is the option to switch been the two at will :D So, slow day, here I come.
