Inspiration

I was lucky enough to spend the last 4 days in West Palm Beac, FL at the Breakers Resort; an all-expenses-paid gift for my company's 20th anniversary. Altruism in its purestform.

During our stay, I swam in 80 degree ocean water for hours on end. I've loved the ocean ever since I was a little girl collecting seashells on Salisbury beach with my Papa. I'm drawn to it; drawn to its power, it's beauty and its wrath. Its wrath is what fascinates me the most. The inspiration I feel when I stare at the vast expanse is sometimes overwhelming. It makes me unsatisfied and anxious. I dream of a house on the ocean, decorated so beautifully in my head that I can't describe it. The house is located in a quaint New England town where time stands still. Terrorism doesn't exist, nor does crime. The world is a much nicer place at this house, in that quaint New England town.

I haven't figured out how yet, but someday I will see my dream come true. Block by block, thread by thread, I will piece together my dream and my husband and I will live happily ever after in our ocean-side bliss...in that quaint New England town...