It seems to me that Fall Break always smacks of something significant for me, be it spiritually meaningful or poignantly processed. This time, I'm not really sure what to make it, suffice it to say I have a new sense of independence.
Turning the big two-one felt like a big deal, that's for certain. I couldn't wait to get to BevMo for some savings on some...well...let's just say less than "savory" fluids. It was such an experience, just knowing that I wasn't limited to anything, nor was I not "permitted" on the premises. It simply felt more adult, replete with commensurate responsibility down the road, of course.
At any rate, Fall Break fell soon after this momentous birthday, and I decided to hit up Santa Barbara Wine Country for a few days of R&R, รก la Sideways. No I wasn't about to get married, and no I wasn't about to hatch a verbose novel erstwhile stuck on some ex-lover. I just wanted to "get away" and enjoy some nice food and wine for a day or two, with some pals to help it go down easier.
Boy was it a trip. We stayed in a hotel sans grownups, had our own fake fireplace, and watched tons of trashy tv. We popped some bubbly and non-bubbly and just thoroughly enjoyed our own company. Throw in The Game of Life, aebelskivers, and antiquing and you have our vacation! Staying in a Danish village in California's Central Coast does wonders, let me just say.
I think that the getaway in general serves not as a means to escape one's problems, but to give perspective. Where am I? Where am I going? What do I need to be thinking about? All of these are questions on my mind as I near my departure. So with this fresh perspective, I hope to return to academic pursuits with a more focused vigor and a dash of newly-found enthusiasm.
