Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Check In -- Check Out.

Vacation: Freedom from any activity; rest; respite; intermission.

The bad thing about work is that it interferes so much with my time off of work. I like vacations very much and find work tedious and time-consuming, especially when I'm comparing it to vacations. I can feel the pressure of the real world slithering up my spine my very first morning back. All of that adult responsibility and all of those things that have to be done. Yeech.

I have such great quiet times when I'm on vacation. No place I have to go, no rigid schedules, nothing that has to be accomplished at some specific time. It's easier to let my mind empty and wander pleasantly when no one is asking me to pretend that I'm an adult, which is not an insignificant feat for me, I can assure you that. I do, however, have to brush my teeth and floss regularly even on vacation. I can't let myself relax into poor dental hygiene. I have big teeth and the stray piece of lettuce or bangers and mash can make a big impression on any one that I smile at, especially any young women that I hope might think I'm anything more than a failing old man, which is none of them.


I wonder if the pressures of real life make the vacation experience more pleasant? The fact that I have some semblance of a real life might make the time off sweeter. Not that I do that much even when I'm under the pressures of a real life, whatever that might look like. Still, I kind of get my mind around the concept of walking into a day and seeing what might happen when I'm on vacation. The great thing about travel is that you don't know what you might find. A lot of the time the best experiences are the ones that you stumble into blindly.

Stumbling Blindly. That would be a good name for a rock band.

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