On the Road

May 29, 2008

Its good to be out in the world again. I was geting itchy and almost started to set down roots. Now roots aren't a bad thing by any means... but if they are laid down to early it can be disasterous (even if I can't spell it), especaily for someone like me.
It is here that I find my self once again. I seem only be be able to find peace when I am in the storm. It almost seems that I need to be in the eye of the storm. It is only there that I find that little bubble of peace and happiness. But with each passing hour I must be aware of where the storm is moveing if I am to stay in that place of contentment, for if I set just one foot out of the eye I will soon feel the consiquenses of my actions.
It has been quite the adventure this past month... from hotels to hostels, friends coats to strangers couches, and from park benches to city momuments... I've slept any where and every where. I've managed to make due and luck has shined on me from time to time. I've been given food and clothes form passer bys, I've even been offered a job for when I make my way through again. The looks I've been given and the names I've been called, yet through it all I've been more happy now then I have in over a year. There is a strange comfert in knowing I'm on my own and no one understands me. You learn to make do and you learn whats really important. I wouldn't change it for the world. I look forward to seeing where the wind takes me next. But until the wind shifts again I must be paitent.