I love the buzzword, although for me it is technically inaccurate.  I am taking a couple of weeks off — a much needed break from the grind — for what I like to call Fourteen Sundays of Solitude.  No plans, no agenda, just simple objectives that do not have to necessarily be obtained.  And, I am never quite that alone, nor do I want to be.

It is chance to escape technology (yeah, right, as I pound this electronic diary entry on my dreamy workstation — sigh), do a lot of personal reflecting, and enjoy my time on the surface of this planet.  Exploring where am I?  What am I doing?  Where am I going?  What can I expect from this current path and is a course correction warranted to help make my goals obtainable?

The fun part will be the usual with a hopeful mix of surprises.  Golfing, perhaps a trip to a casino, fine dining, idle hours in the book stores, entertaining hours with the summer movie hits, cleaning and reorganizing my play areas, and as much intimacy I can muster with my life partner.