A Funky Three Weeks

I'm slowly falling into a funk again ... 

I've stopped drawing, but my apartment is spotless! 

That counts for something, right? 

Seems like I can never stick to one thing for very long .. 

Maybe that's why Earl and I get along so well. 

Spring has finally sprung here in Tennessee .. 

All the fields are nice and green,
and the temperature got up into the high 60's at one point. 

Some of the tree's even have buds on them again ... It's all very beautiful.

My urge to explore is slowly coming back .. 

I want to drive around and find new places again. 

Maybe I'll bring my sketch pad and be productive, who knows?

Three long weeks left until Earl is back home! 

These are going to be the longest three weeks of my life.

I am a ball of emotions just thinking about R&R.

I still wish I was by the ocean from time to time. 

Every now and then, on windy days,
I feel like I can smell the salty, ocean air from time to time ... 

Then again, it may just be the river water ... Or just wishful thinking. 

Either way, on sunny days,
I wish I could go drive down to the beach and take a walk.

I love driving the car around,
but I feel like I would enjoy the ride more if I were on a bike.
At least I'd get some exercise then.

... Three long, funky weeks. I can do this!