“is there anything specific i can help you find?” she asked me, smiling.
“no, thank you”, i replied, “this is such a lovely shop you have here.”
smiling, i replied, “i hear you there.”
saturday is a day for adventure and of getting out and exploring. i spent the better part of the afternoon up in one of my favorite little towns about an hour north of home. sometimes, getting out of the city, getting away from the hustle and bustle of crowds is just what my spirit needs.
i took in antique stores, art galleries, specialty shops, used bookstores, and even had lunch at a bar that touted that it was the “people’s choice for best bar in the county”. final verdict: tasty and filling.
sometimes, it’s good to get away. to remove yourself from the familiar, from the cares of home and separate yourself if only for a little bit. it was in those few moments i was able to just be. no distractions, nobody telling me what to do or when to do it, nothing needing my immediate attention save for my own curiosities.
i sat on the waterfront and admired the beauty of nature. i relaxed. i dreamed of what it would be like to live on a houseboat. i took a photograph of my shoes, because who doesn’t like a pair of chuck taylors?
i came home later that afternoon without having spent any money, save for the cost of lunch. in my mind, however, i had spent a large sum on all things enchanting: an apothecary chest, a wardrobe, first edition classics, church pews, hope chests, and even a nice new pair of wool socks. sometimes, just spending the “mental money” is enough.