Saturday, April 21
I love to mow the lawn. When I was a teenager I used to sign my name...and maybe sometimes my crush's name...then mow around that. Or make designs. Nowadays I try and mow differently each time. Maybe stick with the curve of the garden or deck instead of just the boring straight lines. It clears my head. It is like art for me, making something more beautiful. It is good for me: to think about life and being hard at work...and get chased by wasps and stuff.
I listen to pandora and sometimes I have to b-line back towards the house to pick up the wifi again. If only I could like running as much as I like mowing the lawn!