Lucky you to have had a father that makes you feel that way. Such a man would want you to go and do what you enjoy. My motto has become, “If not now, when?”, because you never know what’s in store. We all die, and stuff happens. You may never have another opportunity yourself, so at least go out and sit a bit and think it over out there. Doesn’t have to be a major effort, just a few hours of quiet time in the woods.


What fresh Hell is this?