I am a couch potato! That statement is a declaration of independence and/or war, depending on what view of summer, health and fitness you have. I know that the sun is shining for more hours a day. I know that it’s the summer and tradition dictates that I am supposed to go out and do something physical. I know that the masses are going to the beach, to the park and other places of summer delight. I also know that this is the time of year that encourages people all across the nation to become health freaks and to diet, exercise and ruin other people’s day by telling them that they should do the same. And I know that it’s supposed to be some sort of crime against nature to sit indoors while everyone else is going out. But — guess what? — it was never the weather or the time of year that kept me inside. I like the nesting effect. I like being indoors. I like being physically inactive. I like watching television and reading books and listening to music in the air-conditioned comfort of my home. And I really don’t care if you don’t think that’s good for me. And all your voiced worries, nagging, etc. only reinforce my desire to stay away from you and the others outside. So, in the winter, when everyone acts like a couch potato again, we will agree on lifestyles. In the meantime, carry some sun lotion and call me when you get back indoors.
I am a wordsmith. I am a writer. I am a lover of books, thoughts, sayings and other glorious expressions of language. In a world full of audio/visual stimulation, I am a slave to my imagination. My two favorite pass times are reading and writing. Through them I can indulge in activities, emotions and events that are forbidden, foreign, mundane or simply not mine. But through the words, through my interpretation of those words, they become mine. And they become yours. And even though I think that no one else could have any interest in what I write, I still post writing here for you to enjoy.