Holidays really do suit me
As I plunged into the cooler than expected ocean this morning, I pondered not for the first time that holidays really do suit me.
A silly comment I hear you muttering in your minds, as who doesn’t love a holiday?
Yet for me, that want is a need, a slow burning desire that continues to grow- threatening to consume me.
I woke up this morning after dreaming of exotic islands, and that burning need was strong. I jumped in my car and headed for the beach.
To me driving by myself with the music playing loudly the wind is my hair is well it’s just heaven.
The instant my toes hit the sand my whole being transformed and as I swam in the crystal clear ocean, I could clearly make out the shapes of my dreams swimming freely around me.
I sat on the beach surrounded by holiday makers, feeling a mixture of contentment and that ever present burning desire for my own overseas adventure bubbling up to the surface.
I drove home planning my next trip in my mind, I arrived home filled with a determined excitement, and energy that was hard to contain.
You see that’s the thing about holidays, even a half day at the beach, it gives us that little boost -right now my zest for life is exploding!
So watch this space ……….