That was about the measure of it.
I think it was triggered off whilst munching on a piece of shortbread. Aeons pass, fish evolve, volcanos erupt....you find yourself in another dimension.
Is it natures way of telling you that things have been hectic and that a lengthy winter compounded with Christmas Festivities, New Year Revelries and the beginning of spring cleaning have all been A Bit Much?
"What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows"
It is restful in an exhausting way, staring. You do not move physically yet your mind can zoom to Venus or New Orleans. You wonder about the chemical make up of snow and wander around the jungles of Borneo.
You are a million miles away, yet here.
Your mind dwells on nothing particular, God, the sheeps' feet, the Spring, Mexican chilli, birch sap
....all thrown into the broth of your daydream.
Something moves outside and you return to your body. The shortbread in your hand yet to be fully nibbled. Time had stopped.
Just for a moment, you were not there.