getting more and more grateful for the opportunity to slip away from urban life and re-charge. it's not something that came easily to me even a few years ago. suddenly i'm just proud that my body still remembers how to sleep in until 10 and my limbs can loosen in the sun without anything else to do and i can run into the ocean and scream and emerge, dripping and cold and shivering, with an electrical jolt, and i still bend down and stick my knees in the dirt to find raspberries hidden under leaves in the garden. it's the things i did as a kid i've forgotten, that re-emerge in vacation time, even if it was only four days.