The following and all of the other episodes to come are snapshots of what goes on in my head, now and in the past. There are times none of this will make sense. There will be times when I might get lucky and the blog I post will be well constructed and will flow like a mountain stream to an awaiting lake below. Other times it will seem like the ramblings of a madman and you’ll ask yourself, “What the……?”
You should probably get use to the latter.
EPISODE SEVENTY SIX: Our Quest In Life…For Life
This post was written a few months ago. Since then I have been on a cruise to the Caribbean and been the furthest I have ever been from home.
I hope it won’t be the last time.
But, this post is still legitimate. Enjoy…
Did you ever explore as a child?
Did you enjoy exploring your home, even places that were off-limits by your parents? Did you enjoy exploring your yard, even other people’s yards when maybe you shouldn’t? Did you live in or near the woods and explore them, even if they could be dark and scary to do it by yourself, even in broad daylight?
I bet you did.
I remember the first time I grabbed my bike and took off to downtown. I had never been so far away from home on my BMX bike before. If my parents had known, they would have grounded me for a LONG time.
But, wow, it was fun. And exhilarating. I was on my own. At least, for a little while.
We get older and get a car and the world really becomes ours. We can go all over town and we don’t have to pedal. If we have the money, we can stop and eat where we want or just go to your friend’s house without having to beg for a ride from mom or dad.
Then the time comes where we get out on our own and the world is even more yours. Maybe you finally get the chance to drive or fly to the beach or to the mountains or just some place you have always wanted to go. Most go with a friend or friends, but a daring few go by themselves. An explorer in the wild.
I’ve been able to do that twice.
We aren’t meant to become stagnant for too long. I believe it’s built into all of us. We want to get out and SEE and LOOK and EXPLORE. We are originally nomadic.
But most of us suppress those feelings. We want to ‘stay around the house’ or we never want to leave the town we grew up in. We would rather watch TV and watch travel shows with Samantha Brown or Anthony Bourdain instead of traveling ourselves. We watch these shows and wonder what it’s like to walk down the streets of Paris or ride in a gondola in Venice or walk a beach in Hawaii or on an island in the Caribbean.
We wish to do these things but we never take that step forward to make it happen.
We become that mossy rock, unmoving. We start to blend into our environment.
And we stay that way until the day we die.
We, as humans, are not meant to be mossy rocks. We are meant to move. We are meant to ROLL!!!
I understand that travel takes money and time. We all have hectic lives and not all of us have money coming out of our orifices. The idea of traveling abroad can be completely overwhelming and expensive.
Take baby steps. Go to a town that’s close by that you’ve never been to before. Take a day trip. If money is an issue, get some friends together and share the expenses. And odds are, you’ll have more fun in a group of your closest compadres.
I say all of this for my own good.
I have become a bit mossy around the edges. From time to time, I’m able to scrape some off and get outside and down the road on an adventure. Even if it’s to visit for just a couple of hours.
But not enough. Not near enough.
I have a dream of traveling the world. I want to see London and walk the streets talking to locals and making friends. Maybe having a pint at a local pub as people watch soccer (football) on the telly. And drive North to visit Scotland and stand among the moors where my last name partly derives from. Maybe hear a werewolf in the distance on a misty night out there. Just kidding.
And having a coffee at some outdoor cafe in Paris. I look up to see the Eiffel Tower.
Maybe seeing the stars from the outback in Australia. And hear a didgeridoo get carried on the wind.
Or standing at the south pole in Antarctica.
If it wasn’t illegal, I’d jump on a train car with some supplies in a backpack and go where it goes. I’d love to watch the world go by outside the open train car.
Maybe even floating weightless in the ISS (International Space Station) looking down on the Earth. Maybe even keeping a journal and a video diary to document ‘just a guy‘ in space.
Oh, yeah. I would.
I think we should all put miles under us throughout life.
Only when we leave our home do we truly appreciate it. As Huey Lewis said, ‘I like leaving town and coming back home…’ It’s true.
There are many things in this world I want to see. I want to see them and touch them and be in their presence.
Life is short. We all need to make the most of it. And I believe Samantha and Anthony would agree with me.
Sitting in front of the TV or the computer or just sitting in the same spot wearing a mossy coat is not living. It’s a fake life.
Real life is outside and miles away.
July 21st 2017
I’ve decided to keep a blog about how I’m dealing with depression. I’m going to consider this a form of therapy. It might not help anybody else but it might help me.