Tuesday, January 24, 2012


Tuesday, January 24, 2012

I have been on vacation for the past two months where, as Updike describes it, “food, exercises, and sleep, no longer squeezed into the margins of the day, swell to sumptuous importance.” The warmth of D’s smile and the smell of fresh coffee greeted me every morning; not needing to rush to work and deal with meetings and deadlines, I spent the early hours languorously, watching as the hazy skies gave way to a blazing sun. Worries seemed to dissipate, and all we thought about was the fun we had and are going to have each day.


Loree said...

That's so wonderful. I wish I could go on vacation for a year and just get to do the things I really love. I mean I like my job but it gets in the way of real life :)

Angeli said...

a year-long, round-the-world vacation would be heaven, don't you think? :)

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