The Hundred Little Ways by EJ Heater EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: EJ Heater
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Luna
The air is muggy and hot. My clothes are still tacky against my skin from
my afternoon hike. This breeze feels nice though, I think, as I point my
face up towards the sky. Soaking in what’s left of the warm summer sun.
It’s starting to cool off a little in the evenings and I feel like I can breathe a
little better when the sun finally dips down below the sea, but I’m not going to
lie and say I won’t be missing the heat soon enough.
Folding out my canvas chair, I sit on the top deck of my converted mid
length camper bus, where it’s currently parked in Rye Harbor State Park, New
Hampshire, and look out at the seemingly endless horizon. Watching as the
waves beat against the rocky shore.
How could anyone not want to experience this?
I’m young. I want to be wild and free. Not cooped up and tied down in
some lecture hall or in a cubicle where I am constantly told to sit down, be
quiet and meet my monthly quota.
I want to be outside and I want to be loud.
I stretch my arms out before opening up my laptop. It’s time to get to
work. I have my kombucha in my Stanley and Dexter, my mini goldendoodle,
curled up on his pillow by my side. He’s still a puppy technically and a total
shithead, but I love him. A gift from a friend to keep me company while living
out my nomadic dreams.
Turning on my satellite internet connection and slipping on my
headphones, Dermot Kennedy fills my ears. Honestly, what more could a girl
need? I’m ready to clock in and relax.
I am no more or no less productive working from wherever the wind takes
me, than I would be in a traditional office setting. For the past eight months
I’ve been traveling the eastern seaboard with Dexter, letting my hippie soul
roam free in the wide open spaces of the New England wilderness.
I am actually willing to argue that I am more productive, but that’s an
argument for another day.
I know for a fact morale is much higher after a hike though.
I just don’t understand what is so hard for them to see. Why can’t they see
that I am happy? Why can’t they see that I love them but we are just different?
Why is taking a break and finding peace such a god damn fucking tragedy?
I’m not like my sister, Aurora. I don’t know if I want school and a career to
just be stepping stones to finding a polished and wealthy husband.
She is so happy and so in love, and I am happy for her, but she and I are not
the same. Why can’t our parents see that?
While I type away on my laptop, recording the most recent expenses for
the Renew New England project, I watch as the sun goes down and I think,
what a beautiful day it was. My work relaxes me. Something about debits and
credits, journal entries and reconciliations calm my mind. Numbers are not
complicated.
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