Friday Adventures

Today I am going on an adventure. An endeavor of sorts.

It is the last day of teaching both my senior and sophomore English units, the last day before Spring break, the last day before I am free to go sweat, sing, and not speak to anyone for seven days.

I will pack a backpack. Pack an avocado. A hammock. Franz Kafta’s The Trial. $10 in cash. Shimmy my way to Milford Lake for a night.

When my brother and I were pre-k (and even into grade school), my mother would take us on Friday Adventures. We would go to butterfly gardens, Flint Hills museums, city zoos, waterparks. Something new. Every Friday.

I love adventures. All kinds of adventures.

In honor of today being a Friday–and a day intended for adventure–I would like to take you through my favorite types of adventures. The raw and wholesome goodness of a well-placed adventure.

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Peace and Blessings,


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About Josie

I run slowly through forests, eat spoonfuls of Jif's Natural creamy peanut butter, and perpetually wear a fuzzy Patagonia sweater I found for $1.50 at a charity shop in Jackson Hole, Wyoming. I deal in trees, breeze, and threes. I'm not interested in being normal. I'm not looking to pass GO. I'm not looking for anything other than breathable freedom.