Vacationing, Escapism, and Prince George Alexander Louis.

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This year was the 50th anniversary of my family vacationing at Hume Lake. I mean, obviously, it wasn’t my personal 50th anniversary. I’ve only got 19 years tucked under my belt of vacationing expertise, but both my grandfather and father hold the half century claim on Hume Lake visitation, and that is a glorious reason to celebrate. Continue reading

Fear.

I’ve always been a fearful person. Obviously, I don’t want to be. But I’m rather incapable of just telling myself “This situation will be fine. Worrying won’t do anything good for you.” and calling it a day. For me, fear is often crippling- to the point that I get sick to my stomach from nerves and can’t think about anything else besides what it is that’s troubling me. Continue reading