Travel envy

Travel Envy


Say what you will about Michigan weather, but when it’s right, it’s right. This recent streak of sunny days, moderate temperatures, and clear blue skies has lured me away from my usual duties, including writing this blog. Which got me to think about vacation time.

As a psychologist who practices psychotherapy, I spend a great deal of time in a room listening respectfully to people who are struggling with emotional pain and suffering. Now this job isn’t for everybody, but it is for me, and I’m not complaining--I like my work. But I always know when it’s time for me to log a little extra time off the clock when I’m seized with what I might call “travel envy.” That is, one of my clients tells me, usually on the way out the door, about an exotic travel plan, and suddenly my ears perk up. Travel lust wells up inside me like a tidal wave and it all but knocks me over. That’s how I know I need to spend more time outside of the office.

The other day I walked the beach. I found this deeply satisfying. Perhaps even soothing. Large bodies of water have always factored into my life, and frankly, whenever I envision living in another state, I tend to resist the idea unless I know I’ll have access to something as special and scared as the Great Lakes.

I pad across the warm sand, wade into the chilly water, and let the warm rays of sunshine caress my skin...


Time to get out of the office for a while.

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