I desperately miss and need the outdoors. I'm talking about the mountains, thick forests, and lakes/ocean like where I used to live. I was once an active outdoors woman. Paddling 35km from shore was nothing to me. Neither was scrambling up the side of a mountain, snowshoeing the back country, rapelling cliffs, speelunking in caves, etc.

Cruelly, I live now on the barren prairies where what others describe as trees are at best to me described as bush. No topography exists for a 7hr drive in any direction.

My idiot therapist said in response to my 'pining away' for the outdoors to go for a walk in a park. I wanted to kick her in the shins! She absolutely has no clue. What a bag she was. She treated me quite terribly when I pointed out that a walk through a park on a paved path was by no means the same as a 3 day hike.