Tuesday, August 07, 2007
A touch of blue
These last couple months have gone by so fast. All across the continent, teachers are dreading the approaching return-to-work date and I'm no exception. It makes me want to wring every possible drop of pleasure out of the remaining days. Screw what I was supposed to have accomplished. Vacation, by definition, excludes accomplishment. Still, I had wanted to write more, knit more, make more music and go someplace new. Funny how no matter how much we have given to us, we can always find a way to miss something or desire more. We crazy humans. What are you gonna do? I for one am remembering to be grateful and shushing that little "unfulfilled" voice. Sometimes I think the notion of fulfillment is absolutely attainable - as a simple choice. As long as basic human needs are met (food, water, shelter, social contact) contentment is right there waiting for us to grab it. It's so hard though sometimes. Even though I can intellectually justify being fulfilled, my heart sometimes aches nonetheless. It's that darned dread of going back to work that's mucking everything up, sigh.