I write this from my desk in Geneva. I am sitting at a desk with a computer. I am wearing shoes (ish) trousers (ish) and a shirt, freshly ironed i might add. Looking to my left i see Graham, he is sitting at his desk, but it's not his beauty that steals my attention. Through the window, there is the gardens of the Palais de Nations, it was bequeathed to the UN by a wealthy sod back in the day when wealthy sods existed and did things like that. It is a well manicured green space, it used to be open to the public for them to roam free and visit the library, now it's not so open. Since 2001 and the government conspiracy to .. oh hold on, wrong blog.. Anyway, since then, it's been closed tighter than Merkel's purse strings.
Above the greenery fly some raptors, i believe they are black kites, so i have been reliably informed, very big and graceful. The lake is a dominating feature today due to the clouds, it's always a beautiful colour, even on a cloudy day. It's blues and greens look like the coast of Gozo. Behind the lake rise hills, behind the hills rise mountains, and behind them all lies Mont Blanc, as the name suggests, there is snow it's peaks all year round, and it's quite a sight.
If office work was this, sitting here, looking at inspiring videos on vimeo, or catching up on films, tv series and stand up that i have been meaning to watch for months, then i could do this. But barely.
Each morning i have to sit on the window sill, take off my shoes and socks and soak up the sun, i have come to realise i am solar-powered.
My life has been very changeable of late. I waltz to the music of life alone once more..
I have jumped ship from the meat eaters to the vegan ship, it's a lovely ship and i will try hard not to convert you....I am trying hard also not to be self-righteous..
I do however feel amazing. I drink super greens before each meal (chlorellla/spirulina/barleygrass/wheatgrass), I have a smoothie for breakfast each morning, and salads with various pulses and beans the rest of the day. I snack on nuts, and i have stopped eating sugar.
I don't feel like i have had to give up anything. The things that i used to eat, just don't appeal to me anymore, the thought of having coffee, alcohol, cheese, doesn't do anything for me. It's a strange situation.. until you try it, you can't understand. You just don't understand *runs into the corner crying*.
I have 8 days left here, which i will spend swimming in the river, which is lovely. Running, which makes me fell good. Eating, which i still love. Exploring all that Geneva has to offer, which is exciting.
Everything is a blessing. Just sometimes they are in disguise..
