[Wishing this were the here and now.]
Question: will too much acceptance lead to passivity? Am I leading myself into a life of serving other people's desires? (Is that wrong?)
I feel so much love for my tent. Look at that cute little gold rainbow! The dream team is me and my tent and my camera. Is there a life for me alone in the woods? The desire for solitude is like the gravity of the abyss, thrilling and unsettling.