smilax

Some lunches, I bolt out of the office and go on solitary walks. Not so much to get anything or anywhere in particular, but more to move as far away as I can get from my desk and still have time to grab lunch and make it back in time.

There’s absolutely nothing wrong with my desk, and in all honesty I actually enjoy my work. It’s just this deep, desperate need to distance myself from whatever it is that’s taking up most of my time every day.

So, I browse second hand bookstores. I try moisturizer samples at Watsons. I wander down supermarket aisles searching for cheap cutlery (Found biodegradable forks that were even cheaper than the plastic kind. Win.) I look for places to do my eyebrows (No luck anywhere. Everyone’s booked solid till CNY). Whatever it is I can do basically, to pass my time relatively uneventfully.

I suppose this sort of wandering around is a very anti-social thing to do. If I went out with someone, anyone, I wouldn’t have to do all this aimless ambling.

But that’s the whole point you see, to be able to move around completely untethered. It’s very difficult to go around at a pace completely your own if you’re with someone else. It’s a very personal little escape, where I’m free to float around and follow every whim I may have. There’s no need to feel guilty dragging yet another hapless victim around, or having to smile apologetically if you want to double back because there was that thing you missed doing the first time around.