"Time is the wisest counselor of all."  ~Pericles

My vacation is coming to a close. It was only a week; a few days away, a few days at home, but it was good. I have one more day to wallow in without anything scheduled. Boy, am I looking forward to it. Maybe I'll putter around the garden. Maybe do a little writing. Take the dog for a walk. Who knows? Who cares? It's just me and the lovely quiet here.

Taking time off was a wise move. I didn't realize how long it had been since my last break (last July) and I was feeling the pressure. I do not recommend waiting that long. Vacations should be taken before we desperately need them, not after, when we're so burnt out it takes four days just to feel normal. That's like not drinking a cool, clean glass of water until you are so parched you can't spit to save your life. Not healthy.

When I give myself the gift of time without agenda, without expectations, I reset my internal pacemaker to a more reasonable setting. I can hear my thoughts again instead of a lot of noise. As I return to my regularly scheduled programming I will try to remember this feeling.