Come, Sail Away

Ever have one of those days where you wake up and want to just go out and have an adventure?

I woke up that way today. 

It is Valentine's Day.  Despite my schmoopy card and smoochie husband, I'm feeling a bit mopey this morning.  It isn't helped by the fact that the weather is a dull gray and that sort of damp chill that sinks into your bones lingers outside, making for a not even remotely exotic atmosphere here.  

Almost certainly the mope-i-tude is because my "to do" list is still way too long and there is nothing for it but to keep plowing forward and getting the work done that needs doing.  But that doesn't mean that I can't dream, now does it?

Where is the exotic locale of your dreams? 

I tend to think about long train journeys or sailing to exotic ports of call where the clear blue waters reach up to meet the heavens.  But I'm open to suggestion...


(Photo via marfis75.)