September 29, 2005

• Topic: Beuller “YOU’RE NOT DYING…YOU JUST CAN’T THINK OF ANYTHING GOOD TO DO!!!”

  
  

  

  
  

  Going to see a showing of Ferris Beuller’s day off tonight…quite possibly my favorite movie of all time. 

  
  

  Donig my first slalom kayaking race this weekend, should be interesting.

  
  

  Starting to plan a late Oct. – early Nov. vacation.  Thinking about hiking Mt. Washington, the tallest peak in the NE, which isn’t that high, only 6,000+, but should be an interesting experience.  Just need to figure out some logistics, and how to make a good healthy week out of it. 

  
  

  I’m thinking more about travelling again…in between serious plans and just buying a ticket and winging it.  There’s much anxiety behind this trip…since I have no life direction really career wise and this is surely just putting that off, but…I believe travelling will open things up for me again.  It’s such a difficult thing to do…not like going to Chicago for a weekend, it’s a full commitment, an uprooting of sorts.

  
  

  But…time is sort of running out for me.  I travelled at 22 straight out of college, that felt ok, not I’m looking to go at 24 1/2, my 3rd year out of college.  For me it feels like, “hey…what are you doing kid?” but…at the same time, there’s never a bad time to travel.  And…it’s my passion.  I get to go kayaking every weekend, but that’s fairly convenient now.  Going to New Zealand, now that’s going to take work. 

  
  

  Motion creates emotion…I read that once.  I feel bad that by coming home I’ve allowed myself and others to grow comfortable w/ the idea of me settling here.  But…I want to wake up and everyday think, “I’m in a new world…everything is new and exciting.”

  
  

  I want to look forward to food shopping because all the brands are new.
  I want to look forward to watching soccer and rugby again.
  I want to look forward to new accents, words, foods, and phrases.
  I want my “min-world” that’s bombarded w/ US news, to be bombarded w/ news about SE Asia, or Africa, or the Pacific Isles.
  I want to look forward to being the foreigner, a long way from home.
  I want to look forward to being in a position to follow my bliss, whether it’s taking a job in a hostel, picking fruit, being an outdoor guide, teaching English…
  I want to look forward to meeting people who look forward to the same thing as I do, the types of people you only find by doing those things which you look forward to.
  I want to look forward to days that are so full from walking and site-seeing, that I fall soundly asleep and wake up refreshed and excited for the next day.
  I want to look forward to being 100% self-reliant.
  I want to wake up and say, “holy fuck…I”m in [blank]“

  
  

  So…the cycle continues, work, save, kayak, work, save, kayak…

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