What is it that you think of most?
A simple question, really. Money? School? Work? Sex? Hunger? There are numerous things that may pop into your head. PopTarts come to my mind quite frequently. My real introspection is why is it these are always the primary topics? As human beings, we are fueled by this need to be the best, provide the best, have the best. Now, I'm not saying that I don't want the best (and please feel free to send a blank check or two), but how in the world did Money, Work, and School, etc. make it to the top of the list? I miss the times of yesteryear when the first thought of the morning may perchance be of love or adventure. I wish with a full heart that my first thought in the morning were "What happenings can I stumble upon today". Unfortunately, our days are not the days of William Wordsworth (the irony of his name is a post for later). We cannot all simply wander, lonely as a cloud. Some of us have day jobs. Some of us have to pay rent.
Now, it's not really in my blood to leave everything I have behind and travel the world careless and carefree, but how I wish it were! Sometimes I get such a burning desire to just leave when I hear tales of WOOFers (World Organization of Organic Farming) who just up and go to Italy to farm. They make very little, but a. they live in Italy. b. They live rent free. c. They have the weekends off. I already make very little at my commonplace, mean-nothing job . . . at least I could be in Italy AND get the weekends off.
To conclude my post for today, adventure and love should be the common place thoughts of the morning, afternoon, evening, and night. By definition adventure and love should be accompanied by fits of wild passion and frenzied abandon. This, however, does not happen automatically. As my friend Wordsworth would point out, the best adventures rarely occur on your door step. There are lives to lead outside of the one most of us live. Somehow, we must break the chains of normalcy and routine and live.
My point for today is complete. I shall retire to my domain of comforts and laze around while gluttonously consuming copious amounts of food, dreaming of adventure. Perhaps I'll watch an episode of Robin Hood and envision myself roaming Sherwood Forest, stealing from the rich and giving to the poor. Or maybe I'll go to bed and prepare myself for work. . .
<Live passionately. Love passionately. Passion is the key.>
<3 Mandy Pandy. Glad to see you joined the cool kids (ahem) Bloggers of the house. ;)
ReplyDeleteTruly a nice piece though, it made me remember my childhood and the good old days where I woke up trying to think of what kinda of fun I could get into for the day....not "how am I going to yet again balance two jobs and class three nights a week". Being an adult sucks sometimes!