More Shower Thinking
I can't wait to go away, just to be alone and out of my box. I now don't think of where I'm going, just two images interchanging through my head: looking straight ahead as the plane starts rolling down the runway, and walking down a random street by myself. It couldn't be a better time for going away (although I'd be happy with a few extra weeks in between to get everything sorted with the business, but c'est la have your own business vie). I need it.