I am still tired from laying in the Mayan sun, reading, eating and drinking far more than needed....swimming and napping when necessary. Driving in to work today I felt indescribably content. Satisfaction at having realized what I really enjoy is being a gear in the cog of my family. Eight days away had the ability to sway me either way. I could long to luxuriate a little more, thrown into complacency at my ordinary life...or conversely be the impetus for the bubbling of serenity at the quotidian life that has afforded me far more than the indulgence of sun and sand.