so doesnt seem like this gets written in much..lets try this.
if money wasnt an issue (but dont go overboard, be slightly realistic) how would you spend your days?
so doesnt seem like this gets written in much..lets try this.
if money wasnt an issue (but dont go overboard, be slightly realistic) how would you spend your days?
Hi, just joined.
Finally other people who cant be tied down. i love it. Cant wait to read.
wrote this today in my own journal..just a tidbit.
so i try to not be miserable..as i know it does nothing but bring more misery. but my brain and logic fight eachother.
Sometimes ..most times its easier to give in to the dark hole of mundane routine and just wallow down its cavern a little longer. Dreaming of light but with no desire to break out the hammer and start banging away.
but i cant let that be my fate. i much just wait out my days. and while im waiting, plan my escape. like andy from shawshank. Each day eats at you. but at this point in life i have not much choice. i have to finish school. and i also must keep this job while im in school. They give me a schedule and let me be part time while paying full..cant beat that..but their meidocure creativity and the confines of this cube eat at me..
so i need to get my hammer and start digging my way out..so that come that magicial graduation day. i can go..with a nice portfolio..off to a better place...ahhhh get me outa here!!!!!
... at least I think I do.
The tribe needs a road trip. Even if its just up to Paradise (That's up on Mt. R.)
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So I'm thinking about going on a road/bus trip.
Soon.
Like in early April.
If anyone is down, start speaking.
Ideas?
We all walk the same road.
It's wide. I'm not talking wide like a doorjam in a chocolate factory, I'm talking wide like making Texan roads look small. Most times we don't see each other. When we do, we move slightly off our paths so we don't have to yell across the road. We still go on our own journeys, but at least we don't have to scream anymore.
This road doesn't end.
There are no final destinations.
This is what makes us unique in our field.
The exit ramps come back onto the road eventually.
We've seen some try and make it a full exit. They just pull off the road.
Less traffic for us. Just wave as you go by. Maybe they will come back again.
Speed up to us.
Journeys don't have to imply distance or travel.
We might have our travelling companion to ourselves
That person we have chosen to walk with side by side
But they'll still pull off for a good picnic with us anyway.
So just march headlong.
Let the road take you where it does.
okay.
life takes turns. each way up down left right inside out it's all the same.
"you're running"
no.
running involves something chasing.
i'm feeling it.
hearing it. right down in my chestplate.
but i'm hearing two voices now.
