Sunday, February 14, 2010
What? We Don't Actually LIve Here?
And it docked.
And people left.
And it looked like we were supposed to leave too.
The fairy dust was blown off and it was time to leave the nursery and disembark from Never Never Land of endless ice cream and rack of lamb and spa treatments and sun and cabana boys.
But it was one of those amazing trips that I felt some real completion with as well, meaning I had such a good time and I realized that these kinds of things, like Christmas and Spring can only exist with reality and 364 other days and Winter.
So be it. I got off.