So tonight brings my February vacation to a close. At the risk of sounding cliche, I have to admit that it was altogether too short. I’ve been in such a weird funk lately, and thought it would end with the end of the Mercury Retrograde. Oh well, apparently not. The burnout has returned, and is back in full-swing. The break from school was not enough. I need a break from life.
I think that the perfect vacation would just be a break from everything.
Me + Boyfriend + random destination (English/Spanish speaking, preferably). No responsibilities. No phones. No deadlines. No papers due. No work schedules. No family crises.
I’d love to take him to the Adirondacks for a week or two. Just us, in a cabin, and the only responsibilities being: running the generator, dealing with the iffy water, cooking food, and not getting eaten by bears. No cell reception, no computers, no internet, no cable, no news, no politics.
I just wanna take the phone off the hook and disappear for a while. But I wanna disappear with him; because right now, he’s what’s going right in my life. We just don’t see each other enough. Or give each other enough time. He’s busy with moving into a new apartment, I’m busy with family stuff that I couldn’t care less about.
I just need to be apathetic for a while.
I need to breathe that New York air.
Title from “Vienna” by Billy Joel
