I don’t ever want to kayak, go hiking, go spelunking, climb a mountain or take a trip through National Geographic-esque terrain.
If people haven’t been there before – then I have no reason to go.
I can’t help it.
Sure, I like animals (domesticated ones), sure I think zoos are cruel, yes botanical gardens and trees are lovely and necessary. However, nature and I are not like peanut butter and jelly – we don’t go together. Instead, we’re oil and water.
I WISH I could say I liked camping, campfires and tents – but I don’t.
I like hotel rooms, I like cleanliness, I like as few uncontrollable germs around me at all times.
I like Lysol disinfectant.
I can’t help it. It’s who I am.