Not to be discounted. Many moons ago I spent 18 months, on and off, bush camping in Fiordland. Couldn’t stand sleeping in a bed whenever I was home. Just threw a blanket and pillow on the floor and was good to go. My ex thought I’d gone a bit feral and to be fair to her, there was some truth in that. Couldn’t even go to the supermarket without going a bit septic every time somebody bumped into my trolley or got within 2 metres of my personal space. Took months to get clear of it and sometimes I wonder if it’s still there bubbling under the surface![]()
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