I did nothing over Easter and I realized nothing
What does one do with four days to themselves? I am not religious and I have no children. There is no need for me to attend any Easter festivities. They simply happen around me and I simply ignore it.
And yet I do have a laundry list of tasks. Side projects and administrative requirements that come with adulthood.
I wish I could say I did them all but I didn’t.
And I’m glad I can say I didn’t.
Here’s what I did instead.
I went for a walk in the Royal Botanic Gardens with two amazing people on two separate days at two separate times.
I discovered the Fern Gully and Guilfoyle's Volcano (It’s not actually a volcano). But the most amazing discovery was a twerking duck. At least I like to think it was twerking. It dipped its bill below the water and shook its little tail feathers about. If that’s not twerking, I don’t know what twerking is.
I walked a total of 50,000 steps over just those two days before settling into two days of actively avoiding a walk. My feet hurt and my hips started to give me trouble but I knew what I was getting myself into and I’m glad I still did it. Maybe next time I’ll take more breaks at the slightest hint of a protesting hip.
I took a picture of two grown men taking a picture of a freshly poured Nitro Cold Brew. The sight of its foamy layers, quivering like the duck's tail, was oddly captivating. Enough for at least three posts on Instagram.
I visited some family in Melbourne and we gorged ourselves on Chicken and Waffles. It turns out Docklands isn’t so empty. There’s good Chicken and Waffles there. Also wasps. We ran from the wasp and you would too.
I was told people can progressively become more allergic to Bees as they are stung over time. I don’t know if this tidbit of knowledge is true but I’m far too lazy to Google/ChatGPT and confirm. I like the idea of believing this so wholeheartedly that I will now spread this information with the greatest confidence.
I had some of the most delicious Ramen at Mr Ramen San. Extra noodles are free but there are rules one must follow before indulging. Noodle etiquette is not to be trifled with.
I logged into my Instagram account and sent a few dozen Cat and Raccoon related memes to people I haven’t spoken to in a while. I do this to ensure we are aware of each other’s existence. And also because cuteness must be shared. To withhold it is to let cuteness perish.
I slept through my Sunday, only waking and leaving the house to partake in some ice cream from a new establishment near me. Very near me. Dangerously near me. Sadly their vegan flavors hold no candle to Billy Van Creamy. Another establishment near to me. Dangerously near to me.
It doesn’t quite seem like nothing, does it? It reads like I did many somethings.
So I did do something.
I truly have realized nothing.