Reveling in an Experience

I would rather experience something than read or write about it. Describing something that I just did seems to diminish the energy buzz I feel as an activity I enjoyed ends. Maybe that’s why I’m not much of an adventure journal writer. After a  full day’s hike, I want to lie in my sleeping bag and keep feeling the energy coursing in my body. The events and timeline of the day flow together in a tapestry of sensory delights. Reducing them to words seems trite and almost irreverent.
Maybe tomorrow I’ll tell you about it- about walking with 10 other Nature explorers using all of our senses as darkness crept over us and the colors turned to grey.
For now, though, I choose to rest and integrate the tingling thrills of awakening my senses in a physical conversation without words.