My husband and I keep making these trips to Northport. There is this chunk of land up there that is cozy with the Bay. We have wanted to get on some water forever and a day. I can't stop thinking about it. It is becoming this obsession to me. It is almost like I think if I can just get there than all the yuck I feel will melt away.
I get S.A.D. Seasonal Affects Disorder. Too much cold and snow and I am taking a head dive into the "depression" pool. Not enough sunshine and I am inventing new ideas that will make me "happy again." Northport is no better off than where we are right now. In fact, I would imagine they have even more of the lake effect snow. I would be even more melancholy there.
So what is it about "something new" or "something different" that makes me think the grass is greener somewhere else?
All of my "if only" sentences end up the same; just some thoughts I think for a while and then put away. The sun pops out for a day or two and suddenly I am alright with the world again and my place in it.
It is a strange thing... the mind.
If only I could figure mine out.
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It will get better. Try to focus on Texas or Arizona - whichever place we decide. Just think warmth with iced mochas, no kids, my camera in your face, and carefree. That's going to be us in about a month. :-)
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