It’s raining here this morning for about the fifth time in two months so I really can’t complain. In fact, it’s very refreshing.
My problem is this. The always inspiring view I normally lock into when I’m at my trusty Mac writing is completely covered in cloud. As I was sitting here, chin in hand, fingers tapping aimlessly, awaiting some sort of profound or even just kind of … hopefully … um, interesting thought to break through my momentary block, I remembered this clip a friend sent me a while ago.
Time for a break. I poured myself a big glass of Orangina and watched the video three times. Click here to watch it and prepare to smile. How do they do that? And not laugh? I sure couldn’t, could you?
But then I had a thought … and I’m ready to get back to my writing. Maybe it was the Orangina.
What works for you when you need to take a short break from whatever you are doing?

There are cafes in the square all around the fountain and the street is one that leads to the daily provençal market. I realize it doesn’t exactly compare to the Forum in Rome or other places that have extensive ruins but somehow it’s a small detail that adds charm to this and many other small towns throughout the country.

