What is your dream? Your dream life?
Will you live it? Are you living it?
Whenever I have gone on an "adventure", if I spoke of it to certain people, they would caution me, essentially, discouraging me.
I learned to keep it to myself in regards to telling "certain" people.
I love to travel, have done a lot of traveling! Domestic, International. It's all so very enriching.
I am a single girl, often, especially on road trips, I'm the only person in the car. I travel as 1 person, 1 taser, fully charged.
Translation:
As long as a persons intent toward me is good, all will be well.
When it's the other. All will be less than well.
I have tased in self defense thrice. Am fully willing to do it again only when absolutely necessary. It's less than enjoyable for me. I would much rather help than harm.
Carrying a taser makes me feel empowered! Less costly than a firearm, can be carried across state lines legally. Less deadly, delivers enough pain to get the message across, cause a prospective perp to back off.
This is more about enjoying life, having an adventure! Recently I drove to Colorado, where I used to live, to visit a friend. When I went into a grocery store, I was in the flowers & plants section. A person I knew when I lived in CO, saw me, smiled, gave me a friendly hug. A truly nice guy. One of the few I met when I lived in Colorado. It was nice to see him again! A surprising part of the adventure!
I'm seriously considering becoming a W-Woofer! After my Colorado adventure is over, that is.
W-Woof is a sort of work for B & B. Working on farms as well as other places where manual labor is needed. B & B is given in exchange for labor. Kinda the way people should be raising their children to teach them a good work ethic, yet, most, are not.
Being a W-Woofer is in so many countries.
So live. And love. It's an awfully big adventure. ~ Alice
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