It’s funny that experiences take the path that they take. It’s only recently that accountability becomes necessary for freedom. Our choices are our choices. Even if their not done or chosen alone.
I forgot myself in a long trip to today. Find myself isn’t literal. It’s actual.
I was speaking with a friend about the idea of backpacking through Europe. I read something here by a member in Alaska about the need to be free. Again actually. Not angry just disappointed. Combined, these two experiences made my choice clear.
A vision quest if you will. I want Europe. I figured in time.
Nothing is holding me back. I have no ties at the moment and I’m pretty distant at times unless connected to something. Not so much the haze. The lack of interest in looking everywhere.
I’ve never given myself that much freedom. I’ve been too busy going through the motion.
I want me. And immersed in the Void isn’t where I am. Or I wouldn’t be looking.
I’ve never set myself on a path of my own.
Action without consequence. But with reason of my own brain.
I liked what that member had said. Everyone flakes. Even us to us. Everyone wants something. I understand the distaste to consumerism.
I get what I need. So full circle. I need to take the quest.
Wish me luck. Itinerary first. I’m stoked.
