I like my job… a
I like my job... a lot. I wish I could quit my job. I want to travel the world and stay at home. I want to quietly write by the fireplace and fill the stage with slam poetry. I want to carefully prepare a home cooked gourmet meal and recklessly order delivery. I'd like to find time to spend doing absolutely nothing while making the world a better place. I want to dive the deepest caves on mixed gas and the most life abundant reefs on rebreather. I'd like to summit Everest and experience terminal velocity during freefall from an aircraft. I'd like to unearth ancient artifacts and priceless archeological treasures. I'd like to immerse myself in Costa Rican rainforest and hike New Zealand. I'd want to become the lyricist I know I can be and the guitarist I dream to be. I want to break the speed of sound. I want to climb El Capitan. I want to boulder Hueco Tanks. I'd like to see Eagle's Nest again... just one more time. I want to see lions and polar bears in the wild. I would like to swim in the Dead Sea. I want to find all the friends that I've lost over the years and wish them well. I to grow while staying the same. I want to learn to sing, but only for me. Of all these things and all the ones that ran away while typing this... most of all, I want to be with her.
As I stated in one of my last posts before I took the bad boy down for some maintenance… I would much rather writea screenplay and a book and then plop dead. That’s all I want to do.
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