I found something yesterday that I fell completely in love with. An idea. It pleases me ever-so much. Maybe more than an idea, a way. A way to do something I love always. What is it that I love? You should know by now. Travel. Exploration. This way, a way to travel all of the time; A path to accomplish that small thing: making a life of my passion for travel. It fits, it makes sense and it's something I find myself getting more and more excited about. The idea of traveling as a career. Well, again. This time on my own terms.
Because you know, I'm "not gonna be happy unless [I'm] going Mach 2 with [my] hair on fire."
Stay tuned. Because this is good. And it will take time, as all good things do. I have adjustments and fiddlings to do and make. I have loose ends and odd ends to tie up and round out. I have a life to unload, and another to set up. Do you know how much work lives are? I'm sure you do.
It's been a fun experiment, this staying in one place for an extended period of time thing that I'm doing right now. Living like normal folk do. But I always knew it was a stand-in, a time-killing experiment and also a way to confirm what I already knew; Complacency and I are not good bedfellows. When I moved here I gave myself a five-year expiration date. You know, "in five years if such-and-such hasn't happened, I will move on and do _______." Well until recently I didn't have a solid idea what ________ would be. I had guesses. I tried to push fate into hinting at my future for me, but no dice. Fate will not be pushed, prodded or otherwise bamboozled. (I have always wanted to use the word bamboozled in a post! Ha!) And I am not the ower of a time-traveling Delorean. So.
Some things you have to wait for; some things are ideas you haven't finished forming.
This is going to be good.