The end of summer!?

I'm going back to work tomorrow after eight days off. My first vacation this year. I know it might sound weird, but the six months of sick leave were just that, six months of sick leave. If you take all the days I felt good in that period and put then together, I was "ok" for about three weeks. Not much of a summer if you ask me. Today was spent in a reflective mode. In solitude. Not the bad kind. Today for the first time in a long time, I was alone with myself and it felt good, no worries, no depression. Just calm and quiet. For some reason I feel like something changed in me this week. Without feeling older, I feel more mature, wiser. I feel like I got answers to questions I had. I feel at ease, more at peace. Of course I had a list of things to do around the house. Did I follow that list? No. lol. Some of you will say the best vacations are the unplanned ones. Well this one was really not planned. What happened this week? I partied. I went out four times, leaving in the evening to comeback the next morning. I met a lot of people. I had fun. For the first time in a very long time, I felt free. Like I didn't have a care in the world. Of course I made sure I was ok, but as for the rest, I just didn't think about anything. I really felt like I was on vacation. Like I was not just off work, but off "me". Does that make sense? My head was not stressing twenty four seven. That's what I mean. I guess being sick for six months is a job in itself. I feel like I've let go of a few things. It feels great. I feel great. Am I still sick? Yes, but I feel much better. I guess I had to blow off some steam. I made a big hole in my savings, but it's ok. It'll comeback. Do I have anything to show for it? Yes I do. Me! And it was worth it. All of it. Have fun!? J