I usually feel guilty for doing...absolutely nothing. But that's exactly what I did at Cape Cod. It was so relaxing to read magazines, nap, and think of my next lobster meal. I stared at the sky, dipped my toes in the ocean (it was freezing!), read the September issues of my favorite magazines, and googled the best ice cream available, all while sipping terrible coffee. It was bliss. As evidenced by the lack of variety in my pictures, I even took a break from my camera. While this is exactly how you're suppose to a spend a vacation, I couldn't help but feel anxious and guilty. Call it a NYC thing, but I'm the type of person that is constantly working, creating, or striving to cross something off my To Do list. This break was making me stressed out! Something funny happened while I was watching the clouds drift by and singing along to the radio with my boyfriend, I slowed down. I loved doing nothing. The world didn't end, all of the things I wanted to accomplish flew out of my head. And just because I believe in doing something well, I did nothing for the rest of my vacation. What an accomplishment! Even if that wasn't quite the goal. Sometimes a break from routine is all you need to remind yourself that you need to slow down once in a while and watch the clouds float by.