Vacation time. Always a hopeful time for me but also a time for a bit of anxiety. When we moved to the south we got closer to the Atlantic instead of being in Arizona and close to the Pacific and the beaches in California and Mexico.
Growing up, our grandparents had a little beach side place in Rocky Point Mexico and we’d spend a week or so camping out on the beach and riding in dune buggies. As a redhead I would just burn and be miserable by the time I got back home. But aside from that I remember always feeling at peace near the water (or in the mountains but that’s for another blog).
Listening to the tides come in and roll back out, discovering sand dollars in the little tide pools … Bliss. As an adult, sometimes (most of the time), I have a real hard time with relaxing and just being able to settle. My brain goes and goes and goes, even when I’m sleeping. Even sleep doesn’t let me relax. My dreams are active, vivid and detailed. And bizarre. But that, too, is another blog.
But right now, we are on the beach for a quick little getaway. Two full days of just sitting. And reading. The water is warm here in the Gulf, well not warm but mildly cool. Warm enough to get in and enjoy. I don’t remember being able to do that in California. It’s “forced” relaxation. I’m distracted by writing this entry but needed to take the time to capture it and just get it out of my head, all the things I’m thinking.
It feels really good to relax and not worry about anything other than what happens next to the characters in the book I’m currently reading. So the letter B – beach, booze, breakfast, books – BLISS! Need more of these things in my life.
Alicia Wrote A Book 
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