I
have my period, I’m tired and the weather really pisses me off! In short, I’m
in “bear-mode”.
Tony
always calls me bear. When I asked him why, he said: “You walk like a bear
(really?), you growl like a bear (yeah, okay) and you’re cuddly like a bear.”
This
weather also makes me hungry like a bear. My body thinks it’s autumn and time
to prepare for hibernation.
Earlier
today I burst into tears watching “Freddie Flintoff goes wild” when he has a
close encounter with wild elephants in Borneo. My heart longs for experiences
like that. To feel alive, really alive and in touch with nature. Instead I’m
busy trying to sort out my job situation and studying for an exam. I try to
take myself for walks as much as possible but let’s face it: walking along the
river Thames past a herd of cows is not the same as meeting a herd of elephants
in the jungle of Borneo.
A
bear needs to live in the wild and this bear’s paws are very itchy from walking
on concrete for far too long.
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