Colin and I are hunkered down in Washington state, hanging out with his mom and a gracefully aging sharpei-mastiff mix, in the second installment of our West Coast-Best Coast summer. Last week we were in the East Bay with his dad, with a break for a sweat-soaked ranch wedding in Redding. And after about 10 days here, I will begin my journey south, while Colin continues his north.
Honestly, it’s all been a lot more relaxing than I deserve. I didn’t just finish a master’s program. I didn’t come off an especially rough year of work. I’m not even actively, desperately seeking employment to put an end to this charade. Getting a summer vacation makes me feel like an imposter. What right do I have to lay on the couch and read all day? Where do I get off taking a weekend to go kayaking? Really, there’s nothing on my agenda today at all? Really?
To do: Come up with list of things to do.
Somewhere, Beyond the Sea 