Solace.

"Partner in crime"

I spend many nights of every week drafting my next adventure. When I close my eyes my fantasies come to life. I see myself hiking up mountains, sleeping under starry skies and crossing many creeks. Destination is unknown and barely any money is in my pockets. I long for my a penny-filled adventure. Eat what I can afford, find or am given and traveling place to place by bus, thumb and lots and lots of walking. Many will say that I am a fool for romanticizing such a trip, that I am not realistic and should get my head back into reality and out of the clouds. It's a good thing I don't listen to many people. I mean, I listen for suggestions and recognize their fears, but am not left feeling fearful or discouraged.

To prepare for my adventure (aside from researching) I have been cleansing my room of material belongings. Donating and selling clothes, books, Cd's and other miscellaneous objects. I don't need much for happiness and I look forward to having my life in a backpack for a few months. It is going to be a liberating experience. A challenging, fun filled, very liberating experience.

I'm currently applying for my adult passport as well and can't wait for it to arrive in a few weeks!

On my adventure I will keep an updated journal- handwritten, not typed. The laptop will stay at home and the e-mail and phone will be used/checked only to set-up new jobs and on the occasion to give a mass text of "Alive, well and happy in -blank-." I rather look forward to this as well.

My only bit of sadness resides in the fact that by leaving on my journey I am disappointing many people that had 'high hopes' for me. They wanted to see me start the next semester, work work work work and join the assembly line of brainwashed clones everywhere. I don't want to disappoint anyone. I will go back to school, but only once I have a better idea of what for. I have never been much of a student. Ever. From high school up to now I have struggled to get through another year. Not because I am stupid or particularly lazy, but because it doesn't appeal to me the way it does to other people. I'm not much for tradition...

Any who, we'll see what comes of this.

Proposed begin date of adventure: Mid January

Anticipation.

Who knew a seemingly run of the mill Starbucks date would end up in endless conversation and priceless pictures? I certainly didn't. Our cousinly date definitely proved to be far more entertaining than going to bed at 8pm because you were bored out of your mind and rather tired...

It's easy to know that you have a great friend in your cousin when you have nights likes this.

 Some things are better left unsaid...or are they?

Say tommorow
And she'll say, "Come find me on a beach
And there will be no moon"
But say today
And she will kiss your face
And maybe forget

 

don't forget the multi-colored sprinkles!

 

...life is meant to be colorful!