I’ve needed a vacation for a while. I’ve been waiting for the prefect time, the time when work, client, financial, and familiar obligations all are at a minimum. A time that was prefect for my plans.
I’ve come to realize that there is never a prefect time. Or rather, the prefect time is now. Sometimes we have plans that seem like they would work perfect, but they just don’t. It’s after one realizes that life is whizzing by that one just gives it a go.
A trip to Paris right now may not be at the prefect time, but I’d rather go to Paris at a time that isn’t prefect than not go at all. I’m still going to have the fun and experiences of going to Paris! I can deal with any client or financial responsibilities when I get back.
Aimer la vie!