today, i pack up and head back to Connecticut.
my vacation is over, got to leave the cape and go back to work...
i miss my cats, i miss my house, i miss the woods and the river at home.
but i don't want to leave here.
here, i feel a little bit more calm, more peaceful.
once i get back, work feels different. i work from the cape and its definitely work, not play. but it feels a bit less intense, a bit less frenetic. when i get home, work takes over and i squeeze life in, around it. when i'm here at the cape, life comes first, and i also work.
there is a lesson for me in those two sentences.
the location i work from is not the deal, my attitude is what makes the difference.
i think that lesson could change my life if i can remember it when i get back home.