“Make voyages, attempt them, there’s nothing else”, said Tennessee Williams, and if you think that by the time you get to the end of this sentence 100,000 of your cells will have died, it makes sense not to let the grass grow under your feet.
But for today, I’m going to stay flexible and go with the flow. Last week I was on an outrigger way out at sea, paddling for my life. At the weekend beach walking and bike riding. Tomorrow I’ll be taking photos of the boys sky-diving. Call me a wimp, but I haven’t quite worked up the enthusiasm to fling myself from an open door at 14,000 feet.