When you step out of a very hot shower into a very cold bathroom you know the best thing to do is towel excess water off your skin as rapidly as possible to reduce the chilling effect of evaporation, yet you stand for a moment, hugging your large fluffy towel, perhaps holding it over your face, prolonging the coldness, but needing the hug.
This moment of emotional comfort, that we need it, need it more than we need to stop being cold, makes us humans delightful.
Parkstreet
I’m travelling to Scarborough, North Yorkshire.
Instead of my usual nonsense I’m going to try writing daily, short impressions of a time and place. These may even be impressionist. I’m going with limited vision following eye surgery, I doubt anything I recall will be photographic, or even vaguely accurate.
Zen sketches.
I’m hoping to create a guide for the sort of tourist who can’t account for what they did and saw on their trip, who instead annoys their friends with descriptions of the trivial and the mundane.
Come on a trip with me. We depart next week.
Parkstreet
