One month in the highlands. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy nature, camping, cooking over a fire, and all of that. I’m not troubled by the lack of hot water, the insects, or the fact that my rucksack weighs more than half of me.
But every time I go camping with them, we have experiences. Bears? Sure.
Has a catamaran capsized on the rapids? Yes! All the cauldrons and food for ten days, drowning in the river?
Great. We were inundated, and our tent was nearly carried away overnight? Yeah!
Got bitten by a tick? Ha! That is not a bear, after all!
You understand what I mean. There’s a little bit of everything. Every time I return from a trip, I hurl myself into the arms of society, thinking, “Never again!”
And when summer comes again, I begin to wonder, “Well, that wasn’t so horrible, was it?
This time it will be OK.” I went camping again. © Overheard / Ideas
Story 6:
I knit and read! I try to reread YA books from my youth, and for crocheting, I bought $50 worth of yarn at the beginning of October and still have 80% of it, so it will last me a long time!
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Story 7:
Ten years ago, I wrote a play at the request of a friend, but she didn’t need it, so I entered it in a contest. I won. My plays are now in theaters.
Another premiere is coming soon. However, I don’t make much money from this. I make a lot more money working in an office.
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I’ve attempted to combine “productive” activities that are good in several ways. I enjoy organizing things, learning how to make healthy ethnic cuisines, and engaging in wellness activities. It’s like taking tasks and transforming them into something nice and useful in my life.
It provides me a lot of enjoyment and fulfillment while also keeping me grounded and healthy. I took it and proceeded to ask my “boyfriend,” “What’s that supposed to mean?” And he calmly said, “Just don’t get it dirty; I have to send it to a customer.”
