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I've just returned from a week on the Emerald Isle. I only get to see my family twice a year or so, and it was wonderful to spend a little time with them. The process of making the journey, however, proved to be very frustrating. It's been a while since I last noticed my intolerance to stupidity. Ridiculous queues at airports, incompetent officious staff, and fellow passengers who had nothing more than a total disregard for anyone else around them. All these egos, playing their own individual games. No "common sense", and no compassion to be found anywhere. No-one smiling.
Iwas glad to get back to my chosen pace of life, early last evening. Blessed relief from a social war-zone!
My time in "the Old Country" wasn't all good. I had intended to get some work done while I was there. Several false-starts, and heavy doses of self-doubt left me almost entirely unproductive for the whole week! I'm left in a similar position this afternoon. Creative dead-ends, little inspiration. The rest of the day will be devoted to some walking meditation, and catching up with friends.