The bench doesn’t need me…
… to look good. So I don’t have to worry about the way I look, my outfit, my hair, my weight,…
… to listen. So I don’t have to pay attention.
… to lead or teach. So I don’t have to have any answers.
… to pay up front. So money isn’t an issue here.
… to be anywhere by a certain time. So my time is my own.
… to make conversation. So I can sit in silence.
During my time on the bench, I am everything I need to be, and have everything that I need.
So if you’re like me, and get a little overwhelmed with life sometimes, go sit on a bench by the beach for a little while (or your “beach bench” equivalent) and let yourself just be un-needed for a while.
"Do try it"... (said in the voice of that guy from the Dilmah ads...)
(One of the many sunset views I've been able to enjoy lately.
Beachside living is awesome)
So pleased you discovered the joys of blogging Jess, and that you have your bench!
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