HERE. A comment was left by Dr. Spo (the dear) asking "what have you learned?"
I have always been a morning person. I've enjoyed watching the sun rise as far back as I can remember.
As a kid living one block from Lake Pontchartrain many a morning found me sitting on the seawall watching the sun come up over the eastern shore. The morning air was fresh and helped to clear my mind of too many thoughts and worries. No, I won't go into the sordid story that was my childhood. Let's just say, I had to grow up damned quick - and leave it at that.
In NYC, I would ride my bike to the Battery, or East river when I needed my fix of fresh air, sunlight and a clear head.
Now, I live near the Atlantic Ocean, and whenever I have a troubling night or this new life offers particularly disturbing challenges, financial or otherwise, I make my way to the boardwalk in the dark, sit on a bench facing the ocean and await the sunrise.
Mostly it's relaxing, but at times my head clears enough that I find solutions (sometimes difficult ones) to a challenge or situation. I walk back to the apartment with a lighter heart, take a shower, play some music, and get ready for the work day. Refreshed.
When I get to work, a different person is on display. One that hasn't a care in the world, laughs and jokes constantly. Enjoying the interaction with co-workers and those I serve and entertain. That person happens to be me, too, so it's all good. The environment lifts my spirits and they remain high for the rest of the day/night. I never drag my personal business to the work place. My personal life is never discussed. It's easier that way.
There is no one to confide in, to share intimate thoughts, I'm on my own. The last 6 years have been a roller coaster ride of health issues, and financial woes and it isn't always easy to pull out of a deep funk. Those quiet moments at dawn really help.
Yes, I know. I really, really need a holiday.
And so it goes.