I just spent last weekend in the Manistee Nation forest in Michigan. It was very relaxing.
There's only one of me and yet I feel like I have been divided into many small parts. One part has to go food shopping. Another part has to run to the gym. Then another of the other parts wants to hang out because the day is way to lovely to rush home. Oh my gods, I forget how many hours are in a day and how many days are in a week? I do this to myself so there's no one to blame but myself.
I am longing for a vacation away from this all. I long for days out in nature, relaxing with nature's call and like minded friends. Oh those days seem far too distant but I will make it happen sooner than later.
What the fuck? I am trying to plan a small excursion through the New England area and some towns are still "lockdown". I am so fucking sick and tired of this covid bullshit.......it's time to open up and live life! What is everyone afraid of, the big bad covid boogieman. Whatever! More planning ahead
I just spent last weekend in the Manistee Nation forest in Michigan. It was very relaxing.
Oh that sounds wonderful, I love going deep into a forest, mainly to relax and meditate and also so I can do some wildcrafting (I am an herbalist so I go about picking some herbs on the way) or I just love looking at the plants and identifying them as I go. If I come across a creek I will kick off my shoes and sock and just dip my feet in there, I love it