Some days are for exploring, for climbing mountains and fording rivers. Some days are a struggle with the elements, keeping a little boat on course or blindly descending a dark, foggy ravine above a wild northern beach. Some days are for adventure, for doing those things that, when you were just a child, you spent hours dreaming of doing.
Other days are for going to the YMCA and practicing our dog paddle and getting used to dunking our heads under the water. For going to the train tracks to squish pennies. For sharing a bowl of strawberry ice cream and running in circles around a bus stop. Adventure is where you find it.