Its has been one of those days where I have been haunted by writers block. Nothing is worse than sitting in front of the computer, unable to write about something. There is so many thoughts moving around my mind, it is a wonder I can sit down at all. Yet it is my responsibility as a writer, I need to try. I hope that you enjoy my feeble attempt.
Once again I am up enjoying the grand scenery of Maine. The trip this weekend was a surprise. Earlier in the week, my father suddenly mentioned it to us. Now we are six hours from home, relaxing the last few days of August away. The weather up here is perfect. The temperature hovers around 70 degrees and the air is clear. Eggemoggin Reach is a muted blue, and sailboats glide carelessly over its surface. Its so quiet here and it gives me the space to breath. Being here makes the cares of life feel so faraway.
Its back to work for me, as soon as I can find something. I have been out of work in May, and life got in the way. I have enjoyed the break, but the wide open days are beginning to lose their novelty. I have so many plans, and dreams. I want to start realizing them. This Summer has changed my life. I have traveled 8,000 miles, and seen incredible parts of this country. Closer to home I lost my Mother who I was incredibly close to. I have changed, in ways that I am just beginning to understand. The last six months have been chaotic, and I have had no time to breath, never mind think about my direction. I am at a place where I feel I can finally buckle down and move forward.
It is the calm before the storm.