The Jasmine are in bloom again.
"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes." - Marcel Proust
I have these passing thoughts of just packing everything up and heading northwest. Colorado, Wyoming, Montana, Washington... whatever. I love Texas... really, I do. The years I spent away were mostly filled with longing to return. I simply dislike big city life. The traffic, the people, the attitude of the atmosphere... it's not for me. Career development in a technology industry relies largely on being where people worship technology. I either need to let go of my ideals of success completely and start over or pick up new bad habits that make me think I don't need to make a change at all. House payment, car payments, food and shelter are complications to progress. There is some happy place between the chains of financial obligation and living under a bridge out of a cardboard box eating shit out of a dumpster. Providing for a family (immediate or otherwise) is another challenge to factor into the overall equation. I'm amazed at these people that find a little slice of heaven in some small town and live off arts and crafts or whatever the hell they do with their time that results in mitigating starvation. I ponder if they are really happy or if they just pretend like they are before the eyes of the world.
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