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I recently took a trip. Just a had to get out of town, away from my life for a bit. I paid handsomely for this (I probably could have gone to really nice resort for a couple of weeks for what I paid for five days in Seattle). But it was good. It was like being able to reset my mind a bit. A chance to not have anyone around me, no pressures, nothing at all. I spent time cruising the water on a boat, I walked until I couldn't walk a single more step, I saw a Deadliest Catch crab boat. And mostly I didn't think. That was a new experience, usually my mind over runneth. But this time, I had very little thoughts, except my feet are getting really tired. But it was nice to have a break.
Because here it is my first night back home and the insomnia is back full force. My mind won't turn off. Not even single thoughts I can grab back to word salad.
So I finished editing an engagement session, edited a few photos of Seattle, and found this image from a trip back home.
I already long to escape. Some more time on the water. My soul longs for the water. On the water I think nothing, feel nothing, but it's not an empty nothing, it's a peaceful nothing. I think it's almost as the same as thunderstorms for me.
Tonight's thought as I looked as this photo, there is beauty even in damage. The area this little flower is in was hit hard by hail the previous day. It lost some petals, most of the leaves were gone, branches and leaves from trees laid strewn around it, and yet it waved gently in the wind, seemingly trying to get a ray of sun through the trees. So maybe there is hope for me yet.