There Is No Spoon
This will have to be short. Mainly because I have both the air conditioner and my fan on, and my arms are getting cold. Will soon have to dive under the covers for warmth.
I should very much like to have an adventure. It doesn’t have to be the sword and sorcery type of adventure, though I admit, I wouldn’t say no if it were. I can’t count on a zombie apocalypse to rear its head right when I’m feeling bored (and I’d hardly like the world to be wiped out on account of my whims), so I think I would have to settle for a more mundane sort of adventure. I’d settle for a scavenger hunt around the city, but only if it stipulated quirky destinations and/or items to hunt for, such as a place where the sun sets between two closely set buildings or a flower growing out of asphalt.
Basically, I want to go play. Swing on a swing, go for a swim, take pictures, dance on the National Mall, try to perfect a cartwheel, climb a tree. Those sorts of things. All whilst wearing a tutu…or something.
This life should be about having the occasional frolic. Often, even. That means I need to get a life.