I need a break. Between being turned into the most capable clerk in the office (a festering discontent), leading a new board into a new year, organizing a fund raiser, keeping up with a father undergoing cancer treatment, and just generally trying to keep the chores done, I'm overwhelmed.
This afternoon I heard a hardy horn blow from downtown and looked to see what it was. The blast came from a ship docked at the terminal downtown. Just about every weekend a cruise ship pulls in, picks up hundreds of people, and goes... somewhere.
If all my personal burners keep boiling the way they have been, next weekend I might just wander onto that ship and find out first hand where it goes, and mindlessly enjoy the quiet, uncomplicated time it takes to get there.
And maybe even back.