Two weeks of living in a holiday bubble. Life reduced to the simplest choices. I have worn unspeakable items of clothing (salty rags) for days at a time and eaten a great deal of ice-cream. I have seen a fat man do a wheelie on a rubbish motorbike. I have forgotten what socks are for and my toes have spaced out.
Time's up. Today I re-enter reality at warp speed, with no chance to decompress.
I think I've got the bends.
Good to have you back, Captain. Hope your bends haven't rendered you unstructured like an octopus.
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