silence

The plane ride to Florida was pure hell.  Babies, kids and stale air circulating their sickness and diaper smells.  This was a great reminder to always choose Tampa over Orlando as the destination.  For now, we are adding the experience to the WTF were we thinking picking this airport at Christmas? bucket.

After 10 hours of sleep, I woke up to an empty house, sunshine and a view of the 2nd hole. It's very quiet here, little distraction.  It occurs to me why I enjoy the experience of travelling outside of San Francisco. My mind gets a vacation.  I stare out the window, nothing to see, no tasks for my mind to list.  I take it all in...the greenery, the white noise of the refrigerator.  A calm sensation settles into my body and I begin to feel grounded.