Happiness. It's relative.

We are thirteen days out on a twenty-one day road trip and just now beginning to relax into where we are and what we’re doing. It took that long to shed the sense that there are things one ought to be doing, obligations, expectations, duties, responsibilities.
This is where I was this afternoon. Watching a beloved boy at bat while the sun sank low in the California sky. I watched every move but never knew the score or what inning it was. I left my lists and obligations, all the scores at home on my desk and have forgotten why they were so important.
On our evening walks we watch young people we don’t know play baseball against other kids we don’t know. I have never enjoyed the game more.
This resonates with me. In a very short piece, you make a very good point about why taking a break from our everyday lives is important. It made me think about people who take a vacation but still have employers that expect they will answer emails. I enjoy all your posts, and I’m especially enjoying your posts about your trip. Enjoy your day!
that’s wonderful. isn’t it amazing how long it takes us to shed these shadows of what we think we need to be doing. I’ve noticed when traveling, it’s often toward the end of the trip when I really get into the rhythm of it, and I’d like to change that