I am here, sitting at my table kitchen at home and drinking a cup of tea after my lunch. It takes me 10 min to walk home. It’s quiet here and I got chocolate as dessert. Why don’t I do it more often?
Time for thoughts is what I lack the most. This lunch at home, in the middle of an hectic day, offered me 20 minutes of me-time. And silence at the table.
I love my colleagues, my work, all the power there is at work but when I grow older, I also need more space for myself.
Like the rolling stones would sing:
You can’t always get what you want, but if you try sometimes, you might find, you get what you need.
I’m here now, alive and in peace. The sun shines, is warm but already too lazy to get up in the sky as one month ago. We’re going toward darker times, irremediably. And to survive, I need to keep my inner peace. I need to be a good leader for others around and this will go through trying to get what I need, it won’t come by itself.