The beginning of the story
Sometimes it happens that you need a vacation... Not just a couple of days, but a really long vacation. You start to think... Maybe I should go away? Far away! Just drop everything and leave! Dedicate some time to myself... Go away for so long that I get tired of resting. But then you push that thought away, scared of it. How could you just drop everything? And what would everything do without you? It would fall apart!
Then, secretly, you return to that idea. You ponder. How is it possible: an adult living their own life and unable to gift themselves just one month. Suddenly you remember that for 20 years of your life, there hasn't been such a thing as a whole month of vacation, maybe just 10 days at most. Resolve builds up! You share your plan with others. Some rejoice, some envy, some recall that they haven't rested like that in ages, some clients are horrified at the thought of being without you during that time.
Then, the thought, launched into the universe, begins to turn into action. And... you're already in the plane above the clouds, then in the taxi, and then... by your little house with a thatched roof (nestled on the coast of the beautiful island of Samui), you're lounging in the pool at night with a sense of weightlessness, gazing at the palm trees and trees with tropical vines hanging above you. You can't believe that you're HERE, came to bask, stroll, and relax for the whole cold February...
And the world didn't collapse, everything is simply good! You close your eyes and envy yourself, like a child with pockets full of favorite candies.