If a picture is worth a thousand words, I give you..well, seven thousand words.
This is a recap of last weekend. When we woke up and decided it was a splendid idea to head out. You can’t not, when the day looks like this:
So we went back to Zeebop:
And the day featured much swimming, much sun bathing, and I realised the world is a better place when you have a sister:
And lunch looked something like this (before it was mercilessly devoured by the three of us:
And then the we swam some more, and lounged around gorgeous fishing boats that were lying around:
Of course we fooled around some more:
I’ve said it before, and I’ll point you there again. I’m growing to strongly believe that my productive time is only really productive when I have enough empty time, to decompress, to balance it all out. I am not the quintessential workhorse. I burn out very easily, and its time I just accept it and take things as they are. Also, there are too many things in life that I like to do. Things that keep me going. And if I don’t make time for them, life becomes a chore. When all I end up doing is working and going home to cook, eat and sleep, life turns, well you know, lifeless. I have got to stop fighting it and beating myself into working harder than I am made to. But enough heavyduty thinking for now. I have yet to wrap my head around the million whirling thoughts that have emerged over the past two weekends in my life. It’s amazing what wonder a little alone time, in the crazy chaos of everyday life can do for you. It can crystallize in a single minute, the nebulous confusion I carry around for days on end.
I also made several fits and starts at posts to articulate this unnamed restlessness within, but its not time yet. When it is, I will know I guess.