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On this breezy October morn, I walk
in the swift shadows of cloud-cursing rooks,
watching the world wake on the horizon.
All houses wherein men have lived and died
Are haunted houses. Through the open doors
The harmless phantoms on their errands glide,
With feet that make no sound upon the floors.
We meet them at the doorway, on the stair,
Along the passages they come and go,
Impalpable impressions on the air,
A sense of something moving to and fro.
I'm amazed at the number of people around who, when I ask if they are on holiday, admit to being 'sort of' on holiday.
One guy who's staying the guest house where I am has his faced glued to his iPhone all day and is constantly at work His office is in Sydney. (He did admit to being a control freak though). New Zealand even has a special category visa called a working holiday visa.
Is this taking 'working from home' too far? When you go on holiday, do you end up taking work with you or do you leave it all behind?