Blue skies, sunshine
People smiling everywhere that you go
What a day for picking daisies
And lots of red balloons…
At long last (and honestly it feels like forever) my health seems to have balanced out and returned to normal. I no longer feel like crawling out of bed in the morning is an effort equivalent to bench pressing a very large weight, and I’ve actually started to take an active interest in life again. Something I had very dearly missed.
Imagine my surprise when I emerged from my self-imposed cocoon into…actual sunshine? In Alaska? This is almost unheard of. So it was that I ended up strolling the streets of Ketchikan in shorts and a t-shirt, smelling of sun-tan lotion, my jean-jacket rolled up and tucked into my purse just in case the universe realized that it had accidently sent us Mexico weather.
Certainly not a bad day to find one-self recovered.
Sunshine is probably the best healer next to rest. And I’ve had almost too much rest lately. It’s a treat to actually have energy again, or, if I am tired, it’s an actual healthy kind of tired not a horrific drain on my system.
And with the sunshine and the renewed health comes a renewed sense of determination. Yes, this is a hard ship, it’s a hard contract – there’s a reason that most of the fleet has nicknamed this vessel “The Black Pearl”, if it can go wrong, it’s probably going to. But at the very least I’ve accomplished a lot with this library, I’ve done my job well and I haven’t sacrificed too much of myself in the process.
Soon it will be chop-sticks, Chinese silk and all things exotic, but for now, I remain content to enjoy what this latest trip to the north has given me.