I was awake at 4:10 AM this morning thinking, what should I do. I decided that I could not get up until at least 5: AM. Totally arbitrary, of course. Anyway, at 5:30, after staring at the ceiling for an hour, I had developed this brilliant article to write, so I got up.
I had to get a cup of coffee and since I took the time to do that I also got a muffin. The ocean was inviting, so I sat on the deck looking at the potential sunrise drinking my coffee. No spectacular sunrise so I fired up the laptop to write my article and could not remember what I was going to write.
Nobody was up and nothing to do, so I went back to bed. Stared at the ceiling for a half an hour with eyes wide open. This is depressing. Decided to get up again, and headed for the coffee maker. This all seemed very familiar.
I sat out on the deck drinking my coffee thinking about what I could do. By the end of cup one, I was wondering why I had to be doing something all the time. Then it occurred to me that there was plenty to do. The problem was there was not anything that I wanted to do. In fact, I could create a lot of things to do. So here I sit staring at the ocean wondering, what is it that I would like to do. The first thing that came to mind was sitting on the deck, ocean front, drinking a cup of coffee. This is vacation, perhaps I am overthinking this stuff. Going for my last cup of coffee – I swear.
