25 October 2006


I'm almost always in a state of 'anywhere but here' syndrome. I’d love to be in a distant land with foreign faces, streets, and cultures. I want to explore and learn among others and practice languages I think I know, but really have no grasp of. I want to pack a small bag containing only the bare minimum supplies required for touring the state, country, and world. I’d like to hug and kiss my family and friends goodbye and board a train, a plane, or a boat in order to set off on a journey. I’d love to join a diverse crew of folks who want to do the same. I want to help serve people, make lives better, and see lives change. I’d wish for a post office to be close enough so that I’d be able to drop a few postcards and letters into the mail for the loved ones I’d miss.

‘Tis the season to be wistful.

1 comment:

Caitie said...

ummmm...yeah. Sorry, man. If it makes you feel any better, my current life will soon end and I'll be forced to be miserable again with you. We can wist away together again...yaaay...