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Adventure Quota
Sometimes…
I’m a really boring person. It’s just my nature. I write; I read books; I play some games; I enjoy being an armchair football pundit; I don’t garden, cook, play sports (just running). But yesterday, I did something very adventurous. Well, adventurous for me anyway. There was a rush of blood and I just basically ran away as soon as I’d done it like a scared little boy. But at least nothing horrible happened. And it wasn’t illegal. Or even ethically wrong. Whatever you think it is.
I think I’ve used up my adventure quota for the year though. It seems that I’ll never be Indiana Jones. Or the Doctor. Or Philip Marlowe. Whatever the outcome of yesterday’s adventure, though, I’m sort of glad that I did it. And I have to thank a friend for being there, if only just so I could laugh at him…
However, the whole incident has left me a little light-headed. My heart is still skipping beats. So I think I won’t write too much right now.
In the meantime, A.S. Byatt talks about Alice. [via The Guardian]
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