Vacation Time…

It’s 2 a.m. and I’m sitting here typing away and playing music (Phonte – Charity Starts at Home…wow, talk about a strong album).  This isn’t strange…well at least not for me.  I tend to like being up at night, but then I also like to work out in the morning, so there are some days when I end up in a zombie state somewhere around 3 in the afternoon.  I can deal with that; hopefully my team can too.

I should be packing right now.  In just over 12 hours, I’ll be hopping on a plane for some sun and fun, both of which I am in desperate need.  But I don’t really feel like packing.  I tend to overpack, thinking about all of the different things that I might need (but never do), so the thought of actually packing makes me long for something more comforting, like going to the dentist.  The thing is, lately I have found myself packing a lot lighter when I go places, to the point where a few weeks ago my girlfriend and I just took off to Montreal with the clothes on our backs.  It was great…almost liberating.

This is nothing groundbreaking.  People much wiser than me have been saying forever that once you start to let go of possessions, you will find more freedom and possibly more peace.  But I’m not sure if it is a matter of growing older or just being ever more a part of a world that is constantly on the go.  There’s no down time.  None.  I find that even when I have a moment to myself, it’s not really even a moment to myself.  This isn’t a statement about any of the people I am lucky to have as part of my life, it’s more a statement on society in general.  Oh my God, was Michael Jackson right?  [We] are not alone?

I haven’t looked forward to a vacation like this before.  It’s not that I am particularly excited about the destination and it’s not like I am traveling with Sir Richard Branson on a spaceship.  I’m just looking forward to doing ,well, nothing.  I don’t want to have to rush anywhere, tweet anything, tolerate anybody…I just want to have a drink, enjoy the sun, read a biography (oh Michael Caine…can’t wait to see what secrets you have to tell) and stare at my beautiful girlfriend as she bakes under the sun.  I might sound corny, but I just want to feel at peace with myself.

Anyway, that’s just something that was on my mind.  Time for a nightcap.

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