I’m supposed to be in Boulder, Colorado , hiking through snow or exploring Pearl Street, right now, but I did one of those spur-of-the-moment go-with-my-gut type of things and canceled my flight. Exhilarating. Don’t get me wrong- Colorado is one of my favorite places, and I’ve been looking forward to this weekend for a loooong time. But it’s been a non-stop past couple weeks, and I need some time to get my life back in order. I need a break. So here I am now, in Miami, drinking a smoothie, blaring country music and classic rock, lying on my bed with my hair wet, my laptop, and some magazines. Earlier, I relaxed by the pool and worked out at the gym. It’s nice embracing that I have nothing to do and nowhere to go, for once. It’s nice taking it in, letting it go.
(P.S. none of this would’ve been possible without Southwest’s no-cancellation-fee policy. Thanks Southwest!)