Question

One of the pleasantest things in the world is going on a journey but I like to go by myself. I can enjoy society in a room, but out of doors, nature is company enough for me. I am then never less alone than when alone. I cannot see the wit of walking and talking at the same time. When I am in the country, I wish to vegetate like the country. I am not for criticizing hedgerows and black cattle. I go out of town in order to forget the town and all that is in it. There are those who for this purpose go to watering places, and carry the metropolis with them. I like more elbow room and few encumbrances. I like solitude when I do not give myself up to it, for the sake of solitude, nor do I ask for a friend in my retreat. The soul of a journey is liberty, perfect livery to think, feel, and do just as one pleases we go on a journey chiefly to be free of all inconveniences, to leave ourselves behind. It is because I want a little breathing space to music on different matters, that I absent myself from the town for a while without feeling at a loss. The moment I am left to myself, instead of a friend to exchange the same stale topics over again, let me have a trace with this sort of impertinence. Give me the clear blue sky over my head and the green turf beneath my feet, a winging road before me and a three hour’s march to dinner and then to thinking.


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Answer 1

Answer:

very nice story akakakw

Answer 2

Answer: The answer would be (A) Reflective

Explanation: If you read the story you could easily tell that it's reflective cause of all the hint phrases like "The soul of a journey is liberty"

And that is why I think this answer is correct plus this is my first question please let me know if I got it right THANKS :)