Cinnia sat at her desk, head propped in her hand, staring out the window at the wispy clouds drifting across the bright blue sky. She jumped at the ping of the meeting notification, startled back to reality. After a moment of disorientation, she sighed and began gathering her notes and laptop to make her way to the planning meeting. As she walked to the conference room she mused:
Is this really all it’s about? Meetings; processes and procedures; templates and spreadsheets; budgets, numbers, and statistics (another big sigh); this really wasn’t my master plan. This has become so tedious. I feel like I’m just going through the motions, day after day, after day. I need a break, to get away for a while. An adventure – a full out, no holds barred adventure. I need an escape to try something new and invigorating, something to get that spark of energy and enthusiasm back. It has been so long since I have allowed myself time for an adventure.
At home that evening, Cinnia poured herself a glass of wine, turned the TV on, and began absentmindedly flipping through stations. As she raced through the channels, barely registering what was on before moving to the next, she heard some Celtic music. I’ve always found that style of music to be relaxing, she thought. That’s just what I need tonight. She backtracked until she found it again. The program was about the role of music in mythology, folklore, and ancient traditions. It captured her attention. I loved studying mythology in college – I haven’t thought about that in quite some time. Perhaps tomorrow I can get to the library and pick something up to read. If I can’t escape on my own adventure, maybe I’ll be content with reading about one.
Once upon a time...
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