Permanent Summer Camp

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sometimes while traveling I feel almost as if I am at a summer camp.  I don’t know if it is because it looks like a summer camp with the woods and the rivers and the air of summer as my obligations have switched from school to doing the work I want to do.  Or perhaps it is because I have spent my days lately swimming and riding bikes around a neighborhood that doesn’t feel like real life, but rather just a game that we’re playing for a little bit of time until we all return to “real life” back in America.

[image taken in Wilmington, Delaware in March]

 

This entry was written by Christine , posted on Monday May 23 2011at 08:05 am , filed under personal work . Bookmark the permalink . Post a comment below or leave a trackback: Trackback URL.

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