As usual, we did a few fireworks of our own last night. Also as usual, there were a few surprises and it got a little out of hand at times. If you’ve hung around me much, you’ve probably picked up on the fact that I’m a rule-breaker. I don’t like limits (or burn bans, apparently). I love being free. I have secret dreams to have a flower and a peace sign painted on the while cover of the jeep that says, “Not all who wander are lost.”
No really, I do.
There’s so much inside of me that screams for freedom. I want no rules. I want to be free to wander and explore and just “be me”. Rules, processes, planning, especially meetings to make rules, processes or plan- they all really cramp my style and give me the heebie jeebies. I simply must have the freedom to wander.
At the very same time, …