dear diary...

We've become machines from our 9 to 5 jobs. Burned out, we no longer want to stand out or stand in, but simply just be.

Call mom for her strawberry pie recipe and figure out the sercet to her crust. E-mail would be faster but taking the time to hear her voice is more rewarding. 

Twilight, go for a walk and enjoy the translucent glow of the summer moon. 

Sift through family archives and discover that great-grandfather was a carpenter. Proud to think his skills have been unearthed for a new generation to master.

Vacation on a remote island off the coast of Maine.  Relax as my senses arises: salty air from ocean...juicy blueberries of perfection...waves slapping against jagged rocks...just being.