Daylight returns once again, more of it every day. It is noticeable now. We will soon be rid of winter. I am taking off this next week. I thought to go on a road trip, but most of you are still having bad weather, so I've decided to stay at home and relax. Why would I leave the good weather for the bad? I will mulch my big driveway and put more granite down in the others. I will do yard work and spray chemicals--fertilizer, bug and weed killers. I will take long walks and lie in the sun. I will update my wardrobe and maybe hang some new art. I will see if I still have friends. I may even take a camera to some other town where I am not well-known and try to ply my considerable talents there.
The goodness of the massage still lingers, and now, this being my last day of work for a while, I am feeling relaxed in a way that I haven't for a long while. I do not realize how much I worry. No that is not true. Yes, I do. I know I worry all the time, and I know about which things I worry, too. I just do not realize what it feels like to quit it. I will quit it if only for awhile. There are fresh kale, ginger, and apple drinks in my very near future.
I shall read as well. Let me not forget that. And take very long walks, too. Maybe I'll buy a new bike. Or a motorcycle.
Oh, it is easy to get carried away.
I should not lay out too ambitious a plan. Mostly I will sleep and sit and do nothing, I am sure. I will do much of nothing. Perhaps I will open my mail.
The world can be a lousy and terrible place. I hope that it won't be for the next little bit. I will try to live in the sweet spot where fairy tales come true.