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Some people relax by doing nothing. See those folks in their deck chairs, not reading, not chatting, not sleeping, just lying there getting photoaged and brainfried? See me among them? Nope. I'm off exploring: little shops, strangers' beach weddings, stranded starfish, a crying child sitting alone, that boggy patch where I almost lost my trainers, a heap of spilled chips…. Adventure is how I relax.
Nyssa, who relaxes by doing strange things to enzymes, tells me this is a paradox.
Know what makes me nervous? People telling me to relax.
You relax your way; I'll relax mine. Sorry, must dash!