Today was the day I gathered up my courage and set out on my yearly mental journey into the badlands. I brave this journey alone every year. It feels a bit like the start of a spelunking trip wearing flip flops and no jacket, with a leaky canteen, 2 wet matches, a stick of gum, and a smashed up granola bar in my pocket.
If you knew of my claustrophobia, fear of heights, great dislike of being wet and cold, and appreciation of heat, light, food, and a comfortable place to sleep, it would make this even more impressive.
Luckily for me someone had the brilliant idea of personal idiot proof tax software that I can use at home. In my pajamas. It's like someone came ahead of me and set up camp. They even left me a map. And the best part of all is that I can leave anytime I want and come back later. No one will move any of my stuff, or eat my food, or lose the map. I come and go as I please. And the echo effect when I curse is highly entertaining as well.
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