This is the time of year when I think, no one will miss me. I will simply check out and leave and go somewhere safe and warm and calm and quiet and be there in silence for a few days...or weeks...or months.
And then I saw this:
And I thought, Yes.
But then I thought, Damn, it looks cold. And, I wonder if I have to shovel. And, The lake is a really a drowning hazard. And, I wonder if it has wifi. And, I could never live there; how is it big enough to have a guest room?
And so here I am. In suburban New Jersey, living a lovely life I have no right to complain about.
Still, no one will notice if I don't send out holiday cards this year, right? Because...it might not actually happen.