FREE!

London is riddled with mayhem this morning. The tube strike is in full swing and that means that all other modes of transport are being cursed by the swarming masses of impatient London dwellers. I, however,prepared myself for the impending disaster...yes I'm THAT cool. You can touch me if you want, but I charge by the minute...
I woke up in a heavy daze at 6:30am. I took 15 minutes to try process the meaning behind my dream where I was teaching an ex lover-type-person(?) how to handwash towels in a grimey club. I told him to do it as if he were an African woman in the Jungle. No conclusion...I blame the cheese before bedtime. Although last nights dream was quite bizarre too....
I dreamt that my old high school was run by my current boss who turned it into school for butchery.
Moving on. I caught the bus allowing an hour and half instead of the usual 20 minutes to get into work. Naturally half way there, the traffic was at a complete standstill, so I decided to take a walk instead. The day was beautiful, sun shining, blue skies and I was armed with my iPod and freshly washed hair(clean smelling hair getting caught on a light breeze always gives me a feeling of peace). It was fantastic. I felt so burden free and grounded. I was thankful for the tube strike because it allowed me this wonderful moment and for a change it wasn't raining so what was there to complain about? I even managed to stop by a cafe to get a delicious chocolate croissant and a bottle of carrot juice. Great start to my day! AND I have a yum lunch to look forward to: cous cous, mixed flavourful mushrooms, peas, spinach, chickpeas, chilli, french mustard and crumbly Wensleydale cheese.
Read it and weep! I feel free like a monkey in a tree!