While working today at home (as I'm doing since February 2020), I firmly decided to go for a walk today. But I didn't want to go to the park. No. How many times I've gone to the park in 2021? 0.
Today is the second day after the last easy of the restrictions. ”
Step 3 COVID-19: 17 May 2021”
The next step is freedom. Stolen freedom. After this, people will have a chance to realise how much local shops are important and the importance of contributing to their business.
I realise now I was thrilled with the idea of coming along. I dressed up at the lunch break to finish work and go out ejected as an Elon musk's rocket to Mars.
The clock counted 30 minutes after 4, and I declared my workday had finished.
I completed my make-up 😘, dragged three times the joint ”love your smile," and grabbed an umbrella before going out.
I've walked toward Dorsten square. I saw the 23 bus; a stranger was walking at my side and rushed toward 23s. I start running 🏃 as well; the bus stopped for me at the junction. This happens just in the countryside.
The stranger didn't take the 23, just me. Once on the bus, I had a little fight against the natural entangle of wired headphones, the mask, the wet umbrella.
I just left the umbrella at the newspaper's box to touch in before having a seat and remember again where the umbrella is when I am getting wet at Horsham's Street watching the heroic 23 going away.
I'm glad I gave up on the red fake leather jacket, and I took this hooded jacket instead.
Typical of my behavior when I'm stoned, I walked in the right direction.
I walked into a free license paki shop (the closest shop to a drugstore), hoping they could provide an umbrella.
How do you dare to open your doors without an umbrella ☂️ to sell? This is 🇬🇧!
As touched by a magic wand, an umbrella appeared in front of me when I went out. It was lying down on the pavement. As Sagittarius ♐ rising sun, I always count on the blessing of Papa Zeus.
In fact, I could have stumbled into it if I hadn't taken it. Papa knows me well 8)
I was getting soaked quickly, so without a second thought, I opened it.
Miracles don't exist. The umbrella was damaged, but I used it as it was.
Such a scene.
I could barely open that umbrella to cover my head. It was something to pass the heat of battle.
In my sight was a building construction in progress that I used as a heavenly shelter.
I dropped off the broken umbrella and locked in g maps where to go. "A block" forward the same street, *east street* it showed a coffee shop. Or at least is what I've commanded Google to look for me.
It was a *Dessert brand type* a Rockafella's dessert parlour. I had a Hot chocolate and a long conversation with Maida.
Then walked until the suspiciously new castle -now Bill's restaurant- to finally walk into a bar where I order a beer at The 🐻 Bear's and chips. I had to go out for the chips and get them in as these people don't eat when they drink.
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