To celebrate the end of the fall semester, Dan and I went to a cabin/cottage on a river near Tuscaloosa.
The cabin was quite rustic, but comfy and the view was amazing. It really reminded me of the dream I had a few months ago where I had a choice to jump into the water or not, and if I jumped, I could swim left (upstream) to where it was all happening, or float downstream to a restful redwood deck on the water. The dream meant the decision to retire or not. Well, I made that decision. I'm going downstream. No more upstream.
