Does a Week Make a Difference?

I have been super lax in my writings of late...but then I have also been super lax in my musings of late too.

But have you ever heard the saying "What a Difference a Week Makes"? or "Give it a week, it will sort its self out"? Usually the people that have been saying either of these phrases to me, are older, like grandmother older. The oddest part, is that I am starting to see the value in the sayings.

Since camping, a week has made a HUGE difference in my life. It has allowed me to refocus and de-clutter crap from my head...which has made it a little more lonely up there, but hey! its at least organized.

Since the end of May, early June it has felt as if I was wearing rose colored glasses...in under a week, I was able to see again with such clarity and crispness, that I feel as if I am looking through a rifle scope.

Basically it boils down to the fact that I feel as if in under a week, I was able to reclaim myself, my identity, my goals and more importantly my laughter. In under a week I realized that I shouldn't compromise myself for anything or anyone. In under a week, I have my zest and moxie for life back, and frankly, I know that it will not be going anywhere anytime soon.

If someone who really didn't buy into the sayings before, can realize this, what do you think you could realize in under a week?