Thirty Eight -- A break from the routine

I had decided that Sunday to be dedicated to my other pleasure, photography. The routine of everyday can take a rest. I went out early to photograph birds and nature. Bishan Park, my favourite site, was looking warm and welcoming. Already many people were there, some running, some cycling, some walking and a few photographing with heavy, huge, camouflaged lens. I admired their strength and endurance to haul the weight and held them up to chase after that split moment. The lens and camera are expensive too. I used a bridge camera that is light in weight and my pocket.

I hardly felt the prickling during bird hunting, perhaps I was too engrossed, or it was really so. I took all my meal at home and shuttled to the garden again after my breakfast and lunch. It was amazing to watch the bird going by their beings. Finally after two months, I was back to my routine, photographing. Birds are always alert, conscious of their environment and ever ready to take the flight of fright. I had learned to creep slowing by observing the reaction of the birds and moving from tree to tree so as to get nearer. 

Oh, in that enthusiasm to get back to the garden, I had forgotten to take the Lirica. However, I only realised at 2pm. As I read, the advice was that if I missed consuming the pill, I should not immediately consume one nor take double dose after dinner. So I did just that, consumed only 25mg after dinner. 

I spent some time giving advice to my younger son for his design presentation. There are some improvement to make on his language too. We exchanged some shortcuts and tricks in using Photoshop more efficiently. 

My prickling had taken secondary concern and somehow I felt better. If was as if the pain and disease can be forgotten to heal itself. I felt strange. Perhaps my aversion to the fainting spell was giving it too much importance. I thought. It was late so I retired to bed at about 11pm and I started the audio book by Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha.