At that point, you need a friend to yank you out of it, drag your from your dark couch, and help you reset your brain.
I dragged Adam from the house yesterday like a good
But after the ferry I turned left instead, and we ended up in Beaufort. And we ate Mexican because Adam hadn't eaten breakfast or lunch, and he was hungry.
It was mediocre Mexican, but it was a start.
Sometimes it's more important to make a start than to make it perfect.
Then we walked along the boardwalk and looked at boats.
When you like boats, they tend to take your mind off other things.
This, my friends, is a serious boom tent. Rather like a Conestoga wagon on water.
And because it was there, and free, and air conditioned (!!), we strolled through the Maritime Museum. This is one of the finest free museums around. The exhibits are great!!
And they've recently opened a reading room, beautifully, tastefully decorated. Quiet. If I lived near Beaufort I'd come each week. You cannot take books out of the room, but you can sit in their leather sofas and read to your heart's content.
I foresee future dates with Adam here, each of us happily scouring boating adventures.
And look what they have!! A real live working card catalog!! Yay!
It's ridiculous, I know, but that wooden box made me very happy.
We walked town a little.
Here's an alley. Beaufort is small and lovely.
Usually our dates are discussions about logistics. When shall we leave? Where shall we eat? Are there any decent movies? Find directions. The questions require online searching, checking of hours. How much money do we want to spend? I believe I wear Adam out with the logistics.
This weekend, neither of us had mental energy to tolerate convoluted plans.
He said, "I would walk the beach at Fort Macon." So to Fort Macon we went.
We parked on the far left and walked north away from the crowds, toward the fort.
I think he was already feeling a little better. I was steadily administering that friendly medicine of care, helping him push his "reset" button :)
We saw turtle protection areas frequently.
I took photos. He skipped shells.
The evening sun shone on our backs, and the surf thundered.
I collected some shells but didn't keep them. I'll just keep them here.
This walk was long and luxurious. How glad I am that we went!