Monday, June 13, 2005


Waking up on a Monday but not going into work. Staying in my pjs til the absolute last second, when I throw on a t-shirt, jeans and my flip flops and make my way to the ocean. Decadent hours roll by as I am lulled by the sound of the sea, the seagulls, the occassional peal of laughter. I can faintly hear the barking seals that frolick beneath the wharf and the sounds of the Boardwalk coming to life.

I don't worry about the long to do list that sits on my work desk. The in box full of inquiries. The grocery shopping that needs to be done or the vacuuming/dusting/scrubbing/ dishes/laundry that I should be attending to. I don't think about money woes or body image bullshit. I feel okay being who I am, looking like I do. I feel okay being single. I feel okay not knowing the answers to life's big questions.

I think happy thoughts and drop all the "shoulds." And it is unreal how good it feels.


Anonymous said...

Dreams do come true you know.

Sizzle said...

ok then let me add more to this dream, hee hee. :)