Sunday, June 7, 2009

Traveling Spirits

When I think about how I want to spend my life, I realize it's not what I'm doing now. I want to explore things. Experience old and new places. Create stories to share. I don't want a career, I want to go on an adventure.

Does this make me a wayfarer? Does this mean my soul is restless? I feel that way now, but who's to say I won't want to settle down in a month or so.

I'm waiting for that day when I'll stop making mistakes and excuses. When I'll pick up all that I am and just have at life. I just don't feel like I was made to sit on my butt and read books. Not that I don't love to read, I'm just so antsy to get out there and do something these days.

It's been a rough quarter, getting even rougher as it winds down. Maybe I just need to get away.


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