I had a great night last night. In the UK it was bonfire night, meaning fireworks EVERYWHERE. I may have accidentally stepped in front of traffic because some fireworks distracted me. I took that as a sign. Maybe I should take some time to just indulge the stereotype of “ooooh colours”? (I do actually really like bright colours and loud noises)
So last night I was on my way home from seeing a friend, but ended up walking right past my house and towards where I could see fireworks. I had nothing else to do that night so I spent an hour walking around towards any fireworks I saw and grinning like an idiot. After that, I ended up in a part of town I’ve never been to, at an actual firework display, with mulled wine. It was amazing! I forgot how much I love fireworks!
I’m so happy I gave myself the chance to just do what I felt like doing! The logical side of my brain was saying “no, go home! You’re an adult!” but I ignored adult me for a little while and I feel so happy as a result.
Have you guys ever totally willingly jumped into your distractions?