So here I am with about 16 hundred dollars, which is alot to me, being kidless and a bill-less bikkhu saint, the world is an open doorway, but some weird part of me wishes I would have saved a bit more so I can get the hell out of the U.S., which was the original plan but I just got fucked by a proverbial monkey wrench. I still can get out of the U.S., if I go by bicycle, sell my van, buy a plane ticket, I don't fucking know...I have a djembe now which I want to get good at for sanity's sake...Funny watching the brain react involuntarily when just a few days ago I was buying ten dollar organic apple juice for a little hispanic woman, and giving some street kids seven dollars to buy cigarettes with...will my attitude stay the same or will my hoard-for-myself mechanism in my brain become cautious once again. Watching myself write this I just came up with an answer:
FUCK THAT NOISE!
Throwing caution to the wind is what has gotten me here. Looks like I am in for yet another summer of travel, wandering, roaming, standing sideways on a plank, doing what I do best.
The opportunities will come to me, this I know, and this I smile for.
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