Today is the last Saturday in my two-week spring vacation. This time off has served to rejuvenate my juvenile sensibilities, which were starting to become a little crotchety. I needed time to reclaim that "peace" of me from which my job and life had been chipping. It's difficult to characterize my frame of mind two weeks ago; perhaps the best word for it was "damaged." Although I lament the end of the break, I feel more enthusiastic about returning to work than I have in a long time. Maybe the thought of having only another five or six weeks left in the school year fuels me, or it could be the anticipation of catching up with coworkers. Maybe I look forward to carving another year-notch in the career belt signaling the increasing permanence and comfort I find in making the right career choice.
It's odd how yesterday's problems seem to drift out of permanence and the cynical affect they work on the mind become more like a hazy memory, like looking back over a bridge you've just crossed only to find an encroaching fog blur your vision of the other side. They are often replaced by today's seemingly insurmountable problems which tend to effect a comparatively Everest-esque dominance over those hilly issues of yesteryear. However, it's good to have moments like these--like what I experience today--from which I gain a little more perspective on today and yesterday and see them as having equal significance at their respective times in my life.
I know it's only a moment in time, and perhaps a brief reprieve, but I want to capture this moment before it slips away. In another week, the realities and responsibilities will catch up and my cloud-like perspective may leave me.
But not right now.
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