I love/hate camping, and all it’s lovely nuances.
Sometimes I feel that way about my own diaries. :)
It’s a pleasure that is hard to describe and make it still SOUND like a pleasure. But, some of the best kind are.
Silly gag. :)
It’s fun taking a tired old gag and trying to give it some fresh life.
Say maple syrup, and I’ll gladly forget everything that was said previously too.
This is usually the conversation happening in my head, wanting to see the really cool thing, but the thing which will bring all other cool things to a stop.
Whenever i find myself judgeing others, I first question: am i simply feeling envious?
I never like(d) playing games where there are winners or losers. Just not into it. This seemed like a good compromise. :)
An easy misunderstanding to make.
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