I’m amused by the existence of this post. It seems counter-intuitive that one would need to relax while vacationing in paradise, doesn’t it? I’ve somehow managed to keep myself fairly busy this whole time, and it’s time for me to slow down. Between the farm work that comes with WWOOFing, online classes (I’ve doing both an entrepreneurship course, and a “Rhetoric II” course), trying to maintain a blog (I know that the rest of yall are probably rolling your eyes, but I had no clue how much work this thing takes!), and rushing about trying to cram as many experiences as possible in to my time here, I haven’t been doing much breathing.
Today was especially busy. We started early to avoid the heat as much as possible, but we still had a large harvest that kept us busy until mid-afternoon. Afterward I had an essay to write, notes to take, and some information that I’m reviewing as a favor to the owners of the farm. Toss in a bit of cooking, cleaning, dealing with the various social obligations that come with a communal living situation, and the hours just disappear.
I’ve decided that I’m going to relax now. I think I’m going to start by maybe having a glass of kava, and hitting the sack.
Good night, yall