Remember how I made goals for my vacation? Yeah, me too. Guess what? I didn’t do most of them. As a matter of fact, I only hit two out of the 10 (go to the zoo & read a book in a coffee shop) and I feel really fucking good about it.
Sometimes throwing your goals out the window and just doing the right thing in the moment is the best choice. Instead of crossing items off a list, I spent time in the city I love, laughed with friends that made my heart happy, and ate food that made my soul feel good. I walked, and walked, and walked… Then I walked a little bit more. I slept. So much. And it was GLORIOUS. Sometimes I forget just how great it is to sleep when your eyes get tired and wake up when the sun tells you it’s time to do so. Sometimes vacations are supposed to remind you to eat ice cream for breakfast, sit in a park by yourself for an hour, and to put your camera away because not everything needs to be documented.
So, you’re looking at my one picture from my trip. And you know what? I think it’s a perfect representation of my vacation.