Vacations are supposed to refresh you. You are supposed to return from a good vacation (and it was wonderful) feeling recharged and ready to take on life. Instead I feel.... disjointed. Everything is familiar and safe and special, but the actual pace of life seems just a little beyond me.
My garden is in shambles, and the weather hasn't been conducive to working out in the yard. Everything here is the same, and so am I.
With this inability to re-adjust to home life has come a wave of terrible depression. I want to "get it in gear", but the gears seem to be slipping.
I will keep trying. I seem to be incapable of giving up, so I will just keep on keepin' on. Eventually, something will happen to break this spell of blah that I just happen to be under.
Eventually.
Until then, lets all go out and wiggle our bare toes in the mud. I always did kinda like that feeling....
2 comments:
I wiggle with you.
That is the one thing that keeps me from looking forward to a vacation...that feeling you get after the vacation. It's the best part of summer, hang in there...
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