MeliGoesRogue

I’ve taken to bed.

Being a world traveler hahaha, I’ll admit I take pride in saying that. I have found how varied the concept of vacations is to people. From my own travel companions to the friends I have met along the way. I have been fortunate that I have had such diverse experiences.

I arrived in England yesterday. A trip I had always planned to share with my mother who like me has an affinity for the countryside and the quiet noise it offers. Travel days usually have nothing of note, unless some small catastrophe happens and my patience is tested. Luckily we moved thru ours without incident. I remember the day vividly, having only been yesterday and yet there was a blur around it, much like the Portrait mode i love to take photos in.

I slipped between the cold white sheets with the curtains drawn and the last of the sunlight rounding its edges. My eyes could wait no more, peace had arrived and sleep was the only response. I left the window open in the hopes the cool night air would undo the warmth of the evening sun. Seems like such a wrong sentence and yet here the days are long and often times their sun lasts deep into the evening.

I awoke to the call of the birds, reminding me of my safety and pulling me from it’s slumber. Yet I could not find a way to have my feet touch the ground. So I have taken to bed. I have no desire to emerge from this well lit cave. I can feel the calm returning and I want even if for just a week to feel it live within my fingertips. I opened the curtains and allowed the gardens in and my emotions out. What will follow in these days is an eruption of work, love, restlessness and most importantly and hopefully a reflection of the change I pray continues to occur within my very soul.