Recently, Fred’s been watching a lot of documentaries with themes of people climbing in Pakistan, skiing down Mt. Everest or trekking, solo, across the Arctic. I ponder, ‘Is he trying to get away from me?’ because I sort of wouldn’t blame him at times (there are moments I’d like to get away from me, too!) ‘or, is this his way of escaping from reality for a couple hours?’ I totally get it.
My own attempts at escapism are currently manifested in painting and embellishing tiny birdhouses. They’re like another world to me – bright, colorful and full of whimsy. Who wouldn’t want to hang out in one of these?
To each his/her own, right?
I hope you’re finding a way to enjoy brief respite from reality, too.
