Since I usually write about occurrences that take place in my day to day work, this post is not going to be typical since I just got back today. As I've said, I was looking forward to relaxing and that is almost just what I did. I ate like a pig, drank like I usually don't, did the duty free thing, visited a couple of old haunts, met lots of people, enjoyed the variation of the colors of the water, was blessed with a beautiful case of sun poisoning all over my balding head, met more people, ate and ate some more, participated in a Relay-For-Life walk for breast cancer at sea, got to see Key West for the first time and spent a good portion of the week just laying in the breeze on our balcony, and I can't forget late nights in the casino. All in all I had a great time...but...I'm glad to be home.
It's amazing how I impatiently wait so long just for a vacation to get here, looking so forward to leaving all of my life behind, have a wonderful time while I'm away, yet when I return home I realize that all that I really want out of life is right here. It's good to be home.
This will never prevent me from going on a trip or vacationing in some far off country since while I'm there I enjoy the fantasy of being able to do nothing. But I also get to see the unfulfilled needs of those who live in some of those places; that's sad. Then as reality sets in I realize that I need to get back to where I feel I can be of some service, but also back to bills, back to work, back to stress, back to life.
This has been a long day and I'm going to end here. Tomorrow I'll be reading a weeks worth of great posts that I've missed. Until I write again, goodnight!