Strider, I would like to extend a big thank you to you for that previous post on your trip to the beach on this thread.
I think we all deserve to take time away from the pressures of life and just disassociate ourselves from our so-called day to day routine, at least once in a while.
Your post reminded me of an incident which happened to me at a time in my life when I was under extreme pressure to do exceedingly well at University. This was almost a year ago. I was in my honours year. The grades which I achieved that year, pretty much determined my fate as far as admission into the Master's degree programme was concerned. Needless to say, the pressure got to me. I became very difficult to live with. I used to yell at my mother for no rhyme or reason. I couldn't sleep for more than 3 to 4 hours a day. I used to have these crying spells if I failed to successfully solve an assignment question. At times, my hands used to shake and I could feel my heart beating really fast. My life pretty much consisted of going to University for classes, seeing my dissertation supervisor and then returning home and studying for at least 6 to 7 hours a day and then grabbing a bite to eat and maybe stay up late for a few hours studying again, before finally falling asleep at about 3 or 4 in the morning. All in all, it was a scenario of "Eat, Sleep and Study". Even though my honours degree was in a subject I loved dearly, I honestly couldn't take much more.
Each day on the way to University, I used to pass by a park called Albert park, which came into existence in 1882. What fascinated me initially was the fact that this park is steeped in history with a range of historical monuments ranging from a cannon used by New Zealand army during the Second World War to a statue paying tribute to those who had lost their lives in the "South African War" in 1900-1. Being a history buff, I was really keen to try and visit this park and just explore this vast area! These are some of the photos that I took about a year ago on my first proper visit to the park (I realise that I may have posted these photos either in this thread or some other, but I feel that this place has a peaceful quality which I just adore so I do see the need to share, yet again!)
I must admit that I did take the day off from University one day to photograph parts of the park which interested me. Surprisingly, I did not feel any guilt whatsoever. I just wanted to remember the day for years to come. As I spent almost the entire day exploring the park, I gradually began realizing that the park had an even bigger purpose. Namely, to make a person relax, sit on one of the many park benches taking in the lovely breeze and sunshine, sit and admire seemingly mundane things like a bird sitting in a tree chirping without a care in the world or a lady wheeling her baby's pram and quietly exploring the entire length of the park or take in the beautiful floral clock with all its roses blooming at its best during the summer months. The very tranquility that park had to offer honestly made me stop and think about what my life had become at that point. I swear on my life that the place made me reflect for a while as to whether my life was just about University and nothing else. At that point, I switched off my cell phone, put my ipod and cellphone back into my backpack and I just left my backpack with my cell phone, ipod and notebooks on the park bench next to the bush (seen in the photo above) and I just began to walk away from that bench to begin my in-depth exploration of the park, beginning with its trees, bushes and other things which I never usually take notice of while passing by on my way to University. I think I remained at Albert park for around 6 hours or so. I reached home only at around 7 PM. I had not only skipped University that day but I hadn't done a scrap of work all morning. But I honestly did not care. That park taught me a very important lesson: "Stop, Look, And Listen. You only get ONE chance to live your life. Do not let your life be swallowed up by mundane routines". It was that day that I felt true happiness and peace. I just had to stop the madness and get away from it all (at least for a little while!).
One year on, I still make it a point to visit Albert park at least once a week. It is one of my favourite places to spend time at, in Auckland.
P.S
Apologies for rambling like this. It's just that Strider's post struck a chord in me and I felt the need to just express myself and be heard.