I've been feeling horribly burned out, for quite some time. I feel like I'm that little mouse, running on its wheel, expending a lot of energy, and getting nowhere at all. I've been dreaming of a vacation in the country, roaming the back roads, and swimming in rivers, being quiet, thinking my thoughts. Unfortunately, this is just an idle dream at the moment. I'm busy with work, and New York is three thousand miles away. Besides, Robb would not be able to participate in this vacation, which fills me with conflicting emotions. I would love some time to myself, but I feel horribly guilty for saying that.
Yesterday was hot, and Robb and I sought out a shady spot. Almost by accident, we discovered a super-secret park in the middle of Oakland, with redwood trees, and a gentle creek.
There's something so soothing about sitting with your feet in a creek. Somehow, when you're doing that, life seems less difficult.
I finally bought Robb a new camera. Since I walk so much faster than Robb, an unfortunate number of photographs of my rear end are being created.