When I take a break from making art, I am not interested in doing the following things:
Bungee jumping off a bridge
Skydiving
Mountain climbing
Fishing
Eating lobster
Clamming
Shopping
Demonstrating against Donald Trump
Kayaking
Camping
Going to a Whoopie Pie Festival, or any sort of festival
If I were, I'd be in hog heaven living here in Maine. Alas, I was born and bred in New York and thus like to do the following:
Attend professional theater
Wander through old bookstores
Eat great pizza
See famous comedians and musicians live in concert
Since nothing on that last list is possible here in Maine, I'm sort of at a loss on cold, wet, dark days like today, when hiking in the woods -- the one thing this state is good for -- is less appealing. Also, if I had a boat I could "go down to the boat" and work on it, or just sit on it and read, which is a very popular activity with boat-owners in these parts. I don't have a boat, so one of my major weekend activities is Wondering: How to spend this most precious gift of a day when I'm not sick or in the hospital or committed to someone else's project. I am doing that today -- in fact, right now.
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