There are two places I've been known to unleash. And the in between times I get depressed because I'm get far too serious, burnt out, and pent up. I really wish I could unleash more, it would keep my emotional self a bit more stable.
Anyway, one is Camp! Brushwood up in NY State is by far the only place I completely feel at home to do whatever comes to mind without the fear of social taboos and ramifications.
The second is driving. This one gets quite illegal but sometimes I just need the excitement and this is the way I feel free. I know my truck has a governor at 114mph (183 kmh) and there's a stretch of highway in Ohio (ironically on the way to Camp!) where I occasionally travel 48 miles (77.2 kilometers) in 25 minutes. Luckily (for me and the cops) I don't have to "bust a nut" frequently, and just a long drive will do nicely. Roadtrips are essential to my happy existence.
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Date: 2009-05-05 03:07 pm (UTC)Anyway, one is Camp! Brushwood up in NY State is by far the only place I completely feel at home to do whatever comes to mind without the fear of social taboos and ramifications.
The second is driving. This one gets quite illegal but sometimes I just need the excitement and this is the way I feel free. I know my truck has a governor at 114mph (183 kmh) and there's a stretch of highway in Ohio (ironically on the way to Camp!) where I occasionally travel 48 miles (77.2 kilometers) in 25 minutes. Luckily (for me and the cops) I don't have to "bust a nut" frequently, and just a long drive will do nicely. Roadtrips are essential to my happy existence.