A life you don’t need a vacation from. That is the ultimate goal, isn’t? By that, we mean a life so fun you don’t need to escape from. Which leaves me wonder: really, is there such a thing?
You know me, type A all the way. I like to push, Saturn in Capricorn style. I thrive when I work hard, play harder. I don’t know half-measures. I give my best at everything I do, and if my best is not the best, I struggle. I’m in the love with that moment just right before bed, when I finally exhale, physically and mentally tired, but good tired. Like a kid who biked all day under the sun and deserve a good night of sleep.
But I’m human. And like all of us, I get sometimes a bit (okay, a lot) tired. The days get longer, I’m getting thinner, and there is little juice left in the tank. I need to recharge and refuel. So even though I love my life, I do need a vacation from it from time to time.
Except there is no escape from that desire to strive. The reason why I feel so good on a daily basis is because all the things I’ve put in place in my very full life make me feel accomplish at the end of the day. Hustling is a form of leisure time.
Then what is left to do on vacation? Every year I struggle. I dread time off. My body is begging me for rest, but my head can’t find peace without constant activity to quiet the banter of the mind who keeps asking if we are good enough yet. Therefore this year I’m turning to a third party, my heart, to guide me.