Restless.

Spring is beginning.  Around this time of year, I am confronted with the same wanderlust.  I know instinctively that this is the time of year when everything is born anew.  Everything is reset to zero. And I wanna go see it.  I wanna go do it. I saw shows on the Travel Channel today about Alaska; I wanted to go there, see the whales breaching, hear the glaciers calving, see the local wildlife, then eat them for lunch. I've been dreaming Japan again.  I dreamed that Kelly and I were living in Japan and we went to Chanpon for lunch, followed by hanami at Genkyu-en (the garden outside of Hikone Castle). I updated my Flickr account recently, and now I want to start photoblogging, knowing full well that it won't last. The only thing that I know I will be keeping up is going to the gym, since we pay $90 a month for a membership.  Kelly is overworked and exhausted, and I don't know what to do for her other than help her.  However, I am increasingly apathetic when it comes to vaccuming and dishes.  I know I have to do them, but the motivation is lacking.  I would much rather go outside and play, even if it isn't as warm as the beautiful skies tell me it should be. Argh.  Stupid spring, when young men's thought turn to travel...