Well, this is my 2nd day back at work. I’ve been listening to Mumford & Sons and Of Monster’s And Men on my way into work each day and thinking back to being in that field.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m glad to be home with my kids but real life is definitely a bit of a come-down after festival life. I’d forgotten that feeling. The feeling of being free, of having nowhere to be, apart from at a stage to see a band and even then, if you don’t feel like it you can miss it. The feeling of goodwill. Of chatting to random strangers and feeling like you got to know them a little bit. Doesn’t matter how different you are, you have the experience of being at a festival to share.
Back into real life, the clothes need putting away, the dishwasher needs loading, the girl’s nappy needs changing, things need worrying about, work needs doing, traffic jams need to be driven through. Its just not the same really. At least its only been a 2 day working week, that’s all I can say.
My neck started hurting last night (well, my neck and right shoulder really) and its now so stiff that I can’t look to either side so I’m stuck looking forward and have to turn my whole body if someone talks to me from the side. I went to see the nurse here at the office and they have given me a heat pad (and one to take home with me) and some ibuprofen and I’ve also booked in to have a massage at 3pm. I’ve never had one here before. Never had the money but I think its needed right now. Plus its quiet at work as all the managers are at some event.
In my head I’m still sat here in my chair watching the logs burn (well, not really logs – they are actually our old wood flooring from our conservatory)