I've already mentioned how much I don't like being a tourist when people all around me, people who are truly annoying, are tourists. I suppose it is also true that I don't like being reminded how human I am and prone to ill judgment when I've been critcizing people around me for being the same way.
And now I find, unsurprisingly, but disappointlingly, that after my vacation, I need a vacation to recover. Of course the entire world knows that it happens, needing a day to relax and nap and stretch arms out wide in a space that's familiar and calming. And now I find, unsurprisingly as well, that I've been telling myself that I do not, in fact, need a vacation from my vacation when, you guessed it, I do.
I really am trying to be a sport and do my best to do my non-strenuous work. Nevertheless, my true identity as a delicate flower, prone to shrinking/wilting/powdery milder, is coming out to remind me to play more gently in the future. Yes, that's what it's saying. As best as I can tell.
Posted by dotty at September 15, 2003 02:19 PM