Adventure
a repeat I decided to do it again. Adventure right now seems so different to me
than just a few months ago. Now just to adventure from my bed to my yard
or the garden house feels like going on an adventure.
When I was panicking about the pandemic I began thinking (now you might
think this is a bit morbid) about dying in the hospital of the virus.
I decided that even if that happened I could take that as the ultimate adventure.
That both birth and death are indeed part of the adventure of a life and
each persons adventure is different and uniquely their own.
It actually has calmed my mind and heart to think of this word right now,
as I love an adventure.
from wikipedia: An adventure is an exciting experience that is typically a bold, sometimes risky, undertaking.[1] Adventures may be activities with some potential for physical danger such as traveling, exploring, skydiving, mountain climbing, scuba diving, river rafting or participating in extreme sports. Adventures are often undertaken to create psychological arousal or in order to achieve a greater goal such as the pursuit of knowledge that can only be obtained in a risky manner.
So for now my adventure means maybe traveling through my house to my living room.
Or finding a trail nearby, a place not many know about and walking.
But in my heart of hearts I still dream of adventures far away,
maybe even in a balloon or drifting down a river.
And if I am really brave maybe hopping on a plane and flying somewhere exotic.
Adventure is a part of me and in my dreams I will continue to dream.
