Tuesday, December 19, 2017
Warning, this post may be offensive to some readers. This evening I was catching up on outside work since the temperature was a little above freezing, making working outside bearable. As darkness fell I decided it was time to go in. Plus because of noon cranberry juice, I really had to "go", then I was thinking that I am out in the country, it's getting dark, there's no one around and I just cleaned the washroom. So I marked my territory, not just marked it, I wrote my initials in the snow, not just wrote them, I used a heavy font. I didn't have to "go" enough to spell my full name, so I just stuck with SM. The odd thing about this is that even though I have lived in Canada all my life, plus lived in the country most of my life, I have never done that before, wrote in the snow that is. I have to wonder, am I improving or regressing. Made me wonder about a lot of other silly things that I have never done. Like the game "never have I ever", my list would be too long, not that I haven't tried at times. Sometimes I think everyone just has to let go a little, live a little, I caused myself to miss out on a lot of experiences. Funny things like skinny dipping, never did that, wanted to try it but just never had the chance. I think it's too late now for many things, getting caught up in the moment is a life experience, doing something just to mark an X on some list seems sad in a way. Other things just don't interest me, like sex on the kitchen table, first let me say yuck, I would burn the table after, plus how uncomfortable would that be. Bungee jumping, makes absolutely no sense to me, I wouldn't judge someone else for doing it but it's not for me. Anyway I don't want to question my life now, all I did was write in the snow. Oddly enough it was still my hand writing which is strange considering I wasn't using a pen.