Day 7 - The only way out is through

"The Captains  ^{T&D Team}  (lockdown) Log"

Collective thoughts of the group over the lockdown period

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Date: Wed 1 Apr 2020

By: Dion Nash  - Founder 

 

It was a slow motion event.

 

Much like that dramatic movie scene where the heroine crashes through an open window only to land in a cascading waterfall before plunging into icy depths below, moody jazz licks simmer in the background, suggesting some kind of foul act has caused her demise.

 

So it was that I watched, but was frozen, thought but could not react.

 

I should not have been drinking anyway, what was I thinking, on a school night?

 

But it was day six, I had grown accustomed neigh familiar to my surroundings, I had settled into some form of routine, maybe, maybe too much routine.

 

Then it happened.

 

Some would say the rolled, cushioned arm was not the place for the glass. Others might argue further and say red wine should not make its way to a new couch.

 

All of which is fruitless hindsight. Nothing more than verbiage that would provide us all with perfect vision.

 

Alas I am human, flawed even. And so it was I felt in that moment it was right to lean back and place my full glass of Shiraz atop the arm my wife’s new couch.

 

Ouch.

  

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