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Im Only Now Realizing How Much My Travel Bug Was Influenced By My Parents.
I’m only now realizing how much my travel bug was influenced by my parents.
I did a good amount of moving as a kid. About every four years, we would move across the state for some reason or another, usually of my dad’s necessity. I didn’t mind too much; I preferred to stay in my room, and as long as said room had a Gamecube in it, I’d be okay.
We never knew where we were moving to until maybe a month or two before the fact. Even when we did move, we weren’t sure how long we would stay. The last few months were very stressful, as we had no idea what to do or where to go - that is, until God revealed where we’d be going.
One of the options we would kick around in these times was the idea of living in an RV. We could just drive around the country wherever, stay for a week or two, then drive somewhere else. This was always our favorite idea! Even though what we ended up doing was more stable in the long run, on some level I was always disappointed that we never did this. Just traveling around and meeting people and seeing things sounds like so much fun!
In fact, that thought has come with me to my college life: After I get a degree, I can’t imagine myself staying in any one place. I’d love the freedom to travel around and visit my internet friends and my high school friends (these groups are strangely overlapping recently). I’d love to see new places and try new things. I’d love to journey out far away from “home,” sleep somewhere new, and do it all over again in the morning. Maybe not in a RV, but the idea still applies.
Right now I can’t imagine myself staying in one place for very long without going crazy. Maybe that’ll change one day. But right now I’m exploring ways to keep the traveling option open.
It’s just too bad there’s not more jobs that can accommodate such a lifestyle. Maybe something Internet-based?
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That feel when
You hold the door open for someone
And five more people show up behind him
People keep streaming in and out of the door you’re holding
It’s been a couple of minutes that you’ve been standing there while people come and go
Finally there’s an opportunity to close the door
And you take it, because you’ve been standing there forever
But you look back just as the door closes
And someone slams into it at the last second, carrying a heavy basket
By now you’ve walked away, so it’s too late to have helped
Maybe I’m just too helpful?
“This week I’m gonna get out and be social again! I’m gonna make new friends and smile at passersby and chat up my friends and be a ray of sunshine to everyone!”
the other six days of the week: “Shut up with all the noise, leave me alone”
You know what? My life is actually going pretty swell right now.
It’s the beginning of a brand-new quarter. I have a couple of friends in all of my classes, and we’re all working on the homework together. While I don’t have a job yet, I have money for rent this month, and a supportive family for groceries. I’ve been posting mildly regularly, and finding things to say even in real-life conversation. I’m spending time with my friends, and even cooking for them sometimes. Most of all, I’m safe, happy, and well-fed.
I suppose it’s about time for something to come along and screw that up, right? I mean, it IS a little quiet around here. Quiet enough that, normally, life would give me a slap in the face right about now. Like maybe someone steals my wallet? Or one of my classes suddenly changes its homework policy. Or, ooh, maybe the house catches fire! I dunno, some catastrophe like that.
Or maybe I’ve finally settled in. Who knows? It’s kinda sad I’ve become so pessimistic.
friend: i'm here for you if you ever need me!
me: *needs friend*
me: i probably shouldn't bother them
My sense of time is so screwed up lately it's not even funny. It'll be Friday or something, and the next time I check it'll suddenly be Tuesday; but then the next two times I check it'll still be Tuesday, and then I check again and it's Tuesday of next week. I can recognize that time passed in between, and on average it passes at normal speed, but everything else could be either twenty times faster or twenty times slower than normal. It's very difficult for me to keep track of things to do like this, especially when one Monday I get an assignment due on Wednesday and the next time I think of it is Thursday.
So how the heck am I supposed to do my assignments like this, much less keep up a blog or a Youtube channel? I've already had to set a reminder on my phone every day telling me that another day has passed. That's not helping either, so now I have to find another alternative...
It's like my life is a game of Mario Party now. Roll the die, go that many days forward all at once, realize I accidentally gave half my coins to Luigi on the way.
Some days I sure wish I could roll a 0. I think that feature is in Mario Party 9 Life Simulator 9? But I also hear in that universe you have four people in your body?? I think I'll stick with this universe for now, thanks.