I don’t think I know anyone who hasn’t spent part of their work day daydreaming about a Caribbean holiday. Or someone who hasn’t plodded through the grey cold of the morning imagining aqua blue waters, white sand, a huge hot sun, and an icy, creamy cocktail. It’s the ultimate dream destination that is just as fulfilling in real life.
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Sometimes I feel like I am living in an alternative world where I am watching this current one pass by my eyes, constantly reaching out and pressing buttons but unable to change the course of time. I spend a lot of time writing articles, calling and writing to members of the government, protesting, and setting up long-term actions, but it has become a mountain, and one that often feels quite isolating.
Today I took the kids to the park. The park is about 5 blocks away, and as usual I put the 10 month old in the carrier, the two year old went in the front of the tank (double stroller), and the just turned 4 year old walked. I clunked the stroller down the 10 steps outside our building and put the baby in the back seat of the stroller. He weighs 24 lbs., I save my back for the moments when he’s fussy. We strolled over to the park and started over in the grassy bandstand area, where the girls drew pictures with chalk and I played with the baby. I decided to branch out a little and try my luck in the playground, much to the kids’ delight. With the stern command of “you have to choose either the slide or the swings and stay together” we walked over there.