Puppy sitting never felt so good.
Here I sit, watching the waves casually move the river around the bend in my temporary escape, while Timber (the dog) relaxes in the grass; our bonding moment.
I should fill you in; I am puppy sitting for three days in this marvelous house. I would have had it all to my own, except I asked my brother to come along because sometimes, well, we just need some bonding. I’ve lost touch with him the last couple of years…it’s really quite sad…
It’s peaceful here.
I can listen to the birds squawk and sing while the wind gently moves my hair and the sun kisses my skin.
The house is an escape in which I am desperate for. I haven’t traveled for a while, which depresses me, but God knows…He knows. He set this up perfectly; a way to relieve this “senior stress” in the last months of my high school years.
I guess it shouldn’t seem this stressful, but I over-analyze everything…so therefore, it’s more so ME making MY LIFE stressful by thinking about the list of things needing be checked off.
Goodness, I just love any place where I am basically by myself and can think with this natural rhythm around me.
Earlier this morning, I went into the library nook on the second level where I scanned the spines of books ,in search of some education or insight. I found a book which intrigued me enough to keep the morning goose bumps caused from the wind outside off my mind.
The book is about this woman’s travels. The way the words are placed on the pages just make my eyes long for more. I began looking at the table of contents and spotted Fiji. OH BOY! Page 37 here I come!
The sentences combine into a temporary getaway (so I’m now in a getaway of a getaway) where my mind wanders and projects pictures of what I think it might be like there. She uses all our senses to bring the pages to life and I give her five stars for that. *****
I suppose that if could pick my career and could live off of this somehow, I’d choose ‘an island traveler’ (if I couldn’t be a continental one).
I would go hopping from one to the next comparing their similarities and picking their unique characteristics; tasting food, site-seeing, street vending//shopping…I could grasp it all.
Oh if only.
Right now, my career involves a Labradoodle and this lazy river set before me…but that’s alright with me, because I’m only 17 and a giant trip lies ahead of me this coming August. I will enjoy this temporary getaway and peaceful extra long weekend.