I am tired.  Tonight will be the second night in our own bed for the last two weeks.  They’ve been enjoyable weeks, but the hours of traveling have worn me down.  The leaves are just starting to change in the high river valleys, and I’m excited about restarting a good routine of job searching and playing around.

It’s odd what creates energy, and what takes it away.

We flew into Seattle late yesterday morning, and managed to get back to and into our truck, and on the road by 1230 or so.  Instead of headed east immediately, we went west.  We had to see the ocean, and hadn’t thought it important enough to add up the hours of driving doing so would entail.  In the end we circumdrove the Olympic penninsula counterclockwise.  I slept through our after dark Forks sighting, took a shift through Bremerton, and we crashed in the back of the truck just east of Snoqualmie pass around 3am.  We ate Mexican food, I played in the ocean, we saw big trees, hiked along the Hoh River, and made it back in time for M to go to work this evening.

And it was totally worth it.

http://player.vimeo.com/video/15008283?byline=0&portrait=0&color=ffffff

There’s nothing like the ocean, nothing like new things to see, and above all else nothing like the vigorous pursuit of things you find satisfying.  Which is why getting dumped in the ocean resulted in a net energy gain.  Until I got sleepy.