Long Departed

LONG DEPARTED

 

 

I have stayed too long; I broke my annual 2-3 week time cap on Christmas vacation.  A mistake.  I think I've been here near 5 weeks:  way too long!   All year I long forward to coming home, the peace, laying back on the couch watching 007 reruns and the History channel.  I eat ice cream and drink Coca-cola.

A 2-3 week bender of this type is tolerable if not healthy—but, any more than that is reckless indulgence and consumerism.  I feel ill. Coming home is like falling into a dream.  I change.  I drift into old habits and forgotten routines.  I see it happen and allow it.  It would be uncomfortable to resist and there defeat the point of coming home.

 

I am so excited to get back on a pasta diet, more fruit and vege—start running regularly again.  I am again encouraged to get fit and healthy.

 

The trip home was good.  I did most of what I came to do.  I had my share of detours and dead-ends, but so much good came of the trip.