At one point in my waking up process, my husband and I chartered a sailboat in the waters around Emerald Island in Florida for our anniversary. I took the helm for the entire week. One particularly gorgeous day on a challenging reach with winds gusting to 30 knots, I had the thought-- 'I wonder what life would be like if I never had to wear heels, nylons or dresses ever again-- just barefoot, in the sun, wearing shorts, no meetings, no Bible, no service. . .?' That was in late May. I sailed away on July 3 for good.
Never underestimate the power of time away from the Borg.