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Lockdown or no lockdown.We still have the virus.
A plaster will cover the cut but the scar will remain forever, and it will probably bleed again.
I made up the “saying” above. I’m sure it can be found in some analogy or quote somewhere but I think you can kind of understand what I mean.
I ventured out on a few errands last week. Not out of the ordinary but for some still a luxury. Firstly, I went to my official workplace for a change of scenery.
Over the last few weeks I had become more restless and got the itchy nature of wanting to go out and work in different locations. I live nowhere even close to being called a village but it felt like the few square miles around me had become my world and I was starting to “forget” what else there was.
So, I took the luxury of driving to work 12 miles away just shy of the north part of the centre of London. It took me 1.5hrs (90min) which means the average runner would have got to work before me.
It was an horrendous journey in some respects and I was exhausted when I arrived.
My journey started smooth enough as the roads were clear and I was quite happy I was in a “safer zone” not taking public transport to reduce my exposure to the virus (my thinking).
