no immediate plans to go camping
Sit back. Relax. Ignore that small twinge of pain from your lower back. Probably nothing of importance.
The reality is this; we are poorly designed for just about every activity. Even if you spend most of your waking hours in a relaxed posture (like I do), it catches up with you. Now try to imagine a life where your physical activity serves as a motor for your daily bread. Not great. If you are born to a life of leisure, you can fake it. On the other hand, when you qualify as a pauper, it gets worse, the longer you wait. Getting old might be overrated, in our literary world.
With another weekend in view, I briefly considered the merits of camping. Outside. Or in a tent. Perhals in the RV, with some added heat. I won’t. The temporal modifier, “briefly” ties a nice bow on this idea package. Check back in six months to see if I have another moment of irrational thought.
Similarly, one of the kids considered a short trip to visit family. Travel by train, figure out the logistics of using a system that he only knows from movies. The definition, “OmicrONTario” moved that thought back into the “some day, not soon” section of his brain. Seriously, the idea of travel is not recommended. Even the government gives echo, and they’re all for goosing the economy with silly spending. Believe me; the silence from the family chat convinces me that this will be a quiet Xmas. I can choose my own song list. And meal menu.
