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Friday, July 17, 2009


Sometimes I wish I had a quiet life. Or at least a more low-key one. Sometimes I wish I could just go to the country and spend months there where there doesn't seem to be so crazy. Probably just my perspective. There is busy-ness everywhere. I have a friend who lives in Seattle and she and her husband live Travis' and my dream life.
It's not a rich one with a huge house and expensive things. But they seem to be less stressed out and more...chill. You know those people that are so mellow and 'whatever' and life just seems to float by them like a quiet stream? I'm jealous of that. We don't have waterfalls crashing around us, but we sure feel like we're in some white rapids.
Even their blog is simple and uncluttered. Maybe that's it. Their life doesn't seem so cluttered with things. Then again, our family does know a lot of people and people seem to make life more complicated.
I don't know if I'm making any sense, and that's OK. I guess this is just me ranting to myself. Sometimes life makes more sense after writing it out.

1 comment:

Yankee Wife said...

I get'cha. I agree. More people = faster pace. I wish the same thing sometimes. But then again . . . I'm a people pleaser. So more people = more pleasing. LOL!