Looking for Adventure

Walking and running and standing and sparring all weekend makes for sore muscles, but great memories. It has occurred to me that I spent all weekend pretending to be someone else – and now, sitting all day at my cubicle, inside a cold building… I feel like I’m trapped in someone else’s life. Who is this boring desk jockey? I am a man of adventure.

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