I do apologize to my faithful readers (whoever they may be) for my repeated unannounced absences. I don't mean to keep dropping off the face of the earth, really...
Anyway, my excuse this time is that I was on vacation. C and I spent an extended weekend (Thurs-Sun) at my family's cottage, just chilling out. It was a much-needed break, after all the craziness that's been going on lately. C2 was originally supposed to come with us, but due to last-minute stupid work problems, she was stuck in the city. It was unfortunate, because she had really wanted to come, and I really would have liked her to be there, but in a way, it was good for C and I to have some time to ourselves without a set agenda to keep us busy.
I read. I slept (a lot). I swam (it was cold and windy -- but I couldn't be there and not swim!). We played board games, and chatted, and stuff.
The first day, I was actually sort of restless. I'd gotten so used to having a million things to do, I'd almost forgotten how to just relax. Once I got the knack back, though (hey! I'm a poet and I didn't even know it! :P), I was able to spend hours just curled up on the couch, without a care in the world. I actually ran out of books.
And now I feel like a human being again. I can't even begin to describe how much better this is.
This may mean I have the energy for regular journalling again. Watch this space...