Don’t get me wrong—I like nature, camping, and cooking over a fire. I don’t mind no hot water, insects, or a heavy rucksack.
But every trip with them turns into an experience: bears, capsized boats, food drifting down the river, flooded camps, ticks—you name it.
You get the idea—there’s always something.
Every time I come back, I swear “never again.” Then summer আসে, and I think, “It wasn’t that bad… this time will be fine.” And I go again.
Story 6:
I knit and read, often revisiting YA books. I bought $50 of yarn in October and still have most of it—so it lasts a long time.
Story 7:
Ten years ago, I wrote a play for a friend who didn’t need it, so I entered a contest—and won. Now my plays are staged, with another premiere soon. Still, I earn more from my office job.
I like turning productive tasks into enjoyable ones—organizing, cooking healthy dishes, and wellness. It keeps me fulfilled, grounded, and healthy.
I asked my boyfriend what something meant, and he calmly said, “Just don’t get it dirty—I need to send it to a customer.”