For me, it’s sticking my hand out of the window of a moving car. Whether I’m driving or not, I love having the windows down and waving my hand in the wind. I’ve loved it since I was a child and I’ll never stop doing it!

  • Underwaterbob@lemm.ee
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    1 year ago

    The swings.

    Some of my fondest memories are of swings. Not just from childhood either. I vividly remember an intense session in university, and another from only a few years back was special for a variety of reasons. And now, my daughter is just old enough to really start appreciating them. I don’t think I’ll stop swinging until I’m incapable.