:: Sunday, June 12, 2005 :: I'm having some post-vacation blues.
I've been living, looking forward to my trips. And now, I have no more trips to look forward to. And then I started thinking: what DO I have to look forward to?
Work tomorrow? Where I get to work far too many hours, endure far too much stress and criticism, with too few rewards?
Well, at least I'm working towards two possible goals (travel and owning a home) by working and saving money.
Perhaps I will learn to follow the realization from the book I read on my vacation, The Watch that ends the night: the purpose of life is life itself. Every day is a gift to be enjoyed.
