All a dream

I went for a walk earlier on today. I often do that during the day to give my mind a chance to breath. I find that I can sit in front of my pc for a certain length of time and be quite productive, but then my mind gets tired - or bored. When I find myself staring at the screen - present in body, but my mind is somewhere else, I know it's time to get up and take a walk around outside.

I usually go the same route - just around the block. While I'm walking I try and focus on the moment, NOW - the only moment there is. Today I found myself feeling like I'd done this all before. Well I had obviously done this all before - many times. Life is full of repetition - driving to work, saying hello to everyone, sitting down at the same place, answering the same questions, going for the same walk. It's like repeating the same dream every night where we know what's going to happen. In fact - it felt like just that - a dream.

So I walked back to the building and as I approached it I knew exactly what I would find - that the secretary would look up and say hello, that the tea lady would be sitting in the kitchen reading a newspaper, and all of my colleagues would have their noses to their screens. Perhaps someone would be talking in the corner. And that is how it was.