10-full days of vacation.

They weren't all away from home but the last portion was and truly felt amazing. I don't know if you've ever felt this way before, when you're living something but it feels fake. It feels like a dream or another world and it's just not real. I've had it happen a few times in my life.

The first time, I had moved to Omaha, Nebraska and everything bad that could have happened for me, personally, did. Every day I was there felt surreal, like it couldn't have been happening. When I moved back and was driving my car down my hometown streets, to my parents house to see my family a full year of my life felt like it disappeared. The stress was gone, I was home again.

me beach credit marissa

This past week, you could almost say the same. I headed to Florida on Thursday and from that moment on it was as if nothing else existed. Don't get me wrong, I missed what was waiting for me when I returned but there is just something about being able to get away and clear your mind. Having the ability to lay out a towel on the beach in the middle of the week on a sunny, 80 plus degree afternoon and just listen to the waves, feel the sand, close your eyes and just breathe is literally everything.

Some times we all need to decompress, we all need to let go, we all need to realize there is more to life than the daily routine we get ourselves stuck in and truly enjoy what there is to offer in the world. That's what I did. That's what I needed to do.

It was pretty funny to drive through Wesley Chapel and find a Fucillo car dealership (the man is everywhere, I swear!) It was just enough to remind me I had a place awaiting my return on Sunday.

This beautiful Capital Region, while currently cold and gray, will always be my home but some times we all need to get away and shake it off and reset.