Vacations take a while to come around on the calendar, but they certainly waste no time coming to an end. Monday now and back at my old routines, work and stuff. In ways I feel like a kid again, carrying that melancholy gee-whiz it is over kind of feeling. The vacation is a good time, but the remainder of the summer offers a lot, too.
Still, I sense a real change in mood. I was happy being away, cleaning camp, fixing things, and mixing with friends and family. I cannot help but wonder if I am in the wrong line of work.
Plus, while I didn’t accomplish much, I felt much more creative away from familiar routines. Generally I think people are most creative when their moods are on the rise. I don’t put much into the idea of the tortured artists, unless that artist frequently comes back from the doldrums easily.
I always do my best when I feel things improving. The transition from being a bit blue to being less blue is the best of all. I can’t imagine being happy all the time. I wouldn’t get anything done. Constantly happy people are odd. They have silly, smug half-smiles I don’t entirely trust. In my opinion they look like they’re medicated and can you really accomplish your best on meds? They simply volunteer a lot and say sweet things about small children they don’t know. I suppose there is no harm in that.
I would rather have the ups and downs. I want to accomplish things.
Right now, alas, all feels somewhat empty. Kind of sad to be back to whatever it is that I do. I spent some time on the phone dialing clients and all of it felt flat. When someone answered the phone I was disappointed. “Oh, hi…”
Tomorrow I’ll dress up like a working adult and go to meetings and do my thing. Maybe that will make me feel better. Right now…I just wish I were at the lake.
- Five Ways to Beat Midsummer Melancholy (cardboardmagazine.wordpress.com)
- Minnesota Summer Vacation (alittletourinyellow.wordpress.com)
- What the Romneys do on their summer vacation (bangordailynews.com)