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and I sat in front of a Howard Hodgekin and fell in love with his work all over again.
We ate lemon and poppy-seed cake and drank hot chocolate in the museum cafe. Then we decided to drive to the beach for a walk along the pier and when we got there it was Carnival Day. How lucky is that?
Edie bounced on a bouncy castle. We ate chips with lots of salt and vinegar and red sauce and watched the boats and the seagulls. There was a band playing. We held hands and laughed and the sun was warm on our faces.
Some days fun comes so easily. Without even trying to catch it it just slips in and carries you away. You get in the flow. I think doing something different, going somewhere different increases your odds of having one of those days. Even in your own neighborhood. Be open to new experiences, new places, new people, no, make that seek out new experiences, new places, new people. Open your eyes, join a class, walk a different way to work, make a den in your living room and picnic in it, take your camera and your notebook to the park and fill it with nonsense, see a film at eleven in the morning, go visit a local tourist attraction you've never visited, go horse riding or surfing or take a meditation class, get out of your rut. And if you already do all of those things then do something else. Just now and again. Just to keep things fresh. Maybe whatever is least likely for you to do would be a good place to start.
Tomorrow there's something you could do that'd open your eyes up and make you feel alive and aware and present. It's so easy to slip into a routine. We know what we like. Or at least we think we do. It was easy for me to do something different because I've been stuck indoors a lot recently so everything I do seems new and fun. But now I'll try to seek out new things to do, go and see. Because it's fun.