I have been out. I have been away. I have been exploring the world. Being an adventurer... a pioneer...
On my turismo, I found America...
I was in the hot, sweltering sun being a camp counselor. I welcomed the campers to weeks of outdoor fun, a venture to dive into the natural world. Kids indulged in ice-cream and mud fights and slime wars while I joined in with competitive lightening- that's right! I wasn't going down easy. I even have an award-winning dive down the jumping castle slide- that would leave any 6-year-old to shame!
During our weeks we...
Went canoeing in a fast and furious fashion, seriously... I could have been racing Nascars with my canoe!
Did archery, Katniss has nothing on me! I would savage them all up in the Hunger Games! With the wind flying through my hair, the sunlight glowing on my bow- it shined with a golden glimmer- as I released my fingertips to allow a soaring bow to throttle to the bulls-eye of my target and within a millisecond you have instant respect from the campers.
We sat by a campfire and in a conventional manner- roasted marshmallows, cooked over the fire, sang songs- all that you would expect with a fire at a summer camp. But nobody mentions the additional watery eyes, battles with the overwhelming smoke-induced cough and getting all your clothes smelling like campfire that comes with the territory of erecting a perfect log-cabin or tepee fire.
I also wrestled bears like a gladiator! That bear didn't know what was coming!
So, after all the camping fun it was time to return home and now I just don't know what to do with myself! I went from having dozens of people surround me all the time, to sitting in the corner of the room all by myself!
So until I realize what I am doing with my life, I will be sitting like this, in the corner of my room! Frantically waiting for another summer at camp!