#break from work

[bi-sexualnightmares]

Work is finally over for christmas!🎄🍷

[ember94]

These Days

Oh, these days

Are so heavy and

I cannot help

But feel

Paralysed

By the weight

Of them.

Suffocating,

Treading deep water.

Waiting

To break free.

[donaweasley]

Break time!!

Inspired by the artwork "Floral Line" by Olga Ublinskikh.

[rainabic]

I’ve been watching don't toy with me miss nagatoro and I keep imagining them getting to college and Nagatoro getting super in alt fashion (just the vibe I get) and Senpai is getting more serious in his art talent for an art degree. 

Just a fun little thought I had of them being more comfortable around each other.

[kruk-art]

I started to rewatch Buzzfeed Unsolved recently, and then I found some awesome art made by @daryshkart (check it out!). Work make me frustrated so, well, this happened. Those two always make me smile.

[petrichor-moonlight]

natural history museum adventures

[fizzyxcustard]

Richard on vacation. That sounds lovely. Lol

This was the first time in over two years that Richard had taken a proper break from work. His whole life had been work ever since calls and emails had been flooding in, offering him film, TV and theatre roles. Audible was also frequently in contact, offering another contract for Richard to narrate a classic piece of literature or something hot off the press. 

He lay in bed and looked up at the ceiling. He couldn’t help but smile and take a deep breath, inhaling that fresh air which was pouring in from the window. it was late spring, almost summer, and it was getting warmer. The scent of new flowers was always lingering on the air and it reminded Richard of the many blessings that had come his way over the last decade. 

By the time 11am came, Richard had just rose from his bed. He put his AirPods in and began listening to his latest playlist. With a spring in his step and the gentle sway of his hips, Richard made his way to the kitchen. 

Coffee was the first thing he had to devour in a morning. Caffeine was a necessity, even on days off like this. Muse continued to play in Richard’s ears and he mumbled the words, singing along whilst he poured a coffee. 

Richard looked out of the window, watching the traffic below. New York was always alive, teaming with busy bodies of people sightseeing, going to work, or just going about their daily errands. He watched a group of made up women walk down his street, laughing to each other. At least he didn’t have to style his hair, wash and shave. Today was his, to do with as he pleased, along with the rest of the week. 

He began to make a mental list of all the things he wanted to do whilst on vacation: read the gathering stack of books next to his bed, catch up with his brother on Skype, get back into cycling, anything that didn’t involve script reading and preparing for an upcoming role. 

Maybe taking a break was something he needed to do more often.