But I don't wanna go home

It's just too soon!

Even though I'll be seeing my sis and Niecey and Neph very soon, there is nothing like Maine to relax me. The crashes of the waves, the warmth of the sun, the gorgeous sunsets, the salt air, the wind, the walking, even the shopping all come together -- when they call this place Vacationland, they sure aren't kidding. Even not quite 1.5 days is enough to calm someone down.

I've been staying with a friend at their adorable housie a block away from the pier (lobster boat races yesterday, and a two-hour block party complete with contra dancing and fiddle playing -- sounds a little over the top, but I had an awesome time), and by the way I can see the water from where I sit in the living room (actually, from almost anywhere in the house). Did you know it stays light until about 9:30? The sun starts to show its face around 4:30ish (I know, because I was up reading -- that's what happens when you start reading The Green Mile at midnight. I finished it. Good ol' Stephen King -- can you believe I never actually got to this one?)

One of my favorite things is to be around water (typical Aquarian, I suppose) but the best thing about being here is that although the sun can be blinding during the day, the air turns cool at night, just perfect for sleeping. And I do have trouble sleeping... even when I'm not reading.

I think I'm in love. With Maine! I just feel so happy and lighthearted here. (It may be one-sided, but a lot longer than my romantic relationships... and that includes my marriage.) It's like coming home. Maybe I lived here in a previous life...