Sometimes we all need some coloring therapy. Sometimes we all need an escape place that is cozy and close enough to home that we don’t get lost.
I don’t feel this way today, but I’ve had my share of days when I looked longingly back to the good old days of my carefree childhood. I sure did like coloring and I loved forts. I was a great babysitter later in life because I still loved forts. And coloring.
Most of the time I’m quite happy with being an adult, actually. Maybe more so as I’ve grown to understand that building forts (or their equivalent) and coloring (or it’s equivalent) is not just for kids. My most recent fort-building involves the hammock I got in El Salvador. My most recent coloring involves a doodling revival.
What are your favorite escapes?