I am so ready to be done with work for the day, and it’s not yet 9:00am. Sometimes I feel done with it all. Anytime I think that, I really just need a few hours break from all work and everyone I perceive as tugging at me. In 1998, I thought I was done with living in Melbourne, FL. That summer I spent a month at my cabin in Murphy, NC. At the end of the month, I wanted to be back in my Melbourne home again. I’m sure glad I didn’t sell my house and move instead of taking the month up there. I like lots of space between my molecules, lots of space between one interaction and the next. I was glad I got out of Melbourne and glad I came back. I love my yard, it’s like a Disney movie with all the woodland creatures and it’s a cool lil community we have here.
How do you know if you’re done with something or just need a break from it?
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