My past couple of months had been a bit of a mess, really. Moving to a new place, demolition and then ongoing construction of the family home, therapy, the holidays, new role at work, and the many various life stuff barely gave me breathing room.
Oftentimes, I wonder if I could just go and leave everything behind.
Then I thought: Why the hell not?
So, to satisfy the need to escape and to avoid recurrence of emotional, uhm, episodes, I have decided to go somewhere or do something (an activity of some sort I wouldn’t often do) every month of this year.
Laze on a beach, hike up a mountain, go camping, watch a play, explore the city…whatever catches my fancy, I will go and do it.
Should be fun.