A road less traveled
Its funny, how my life fits so nicly into boxes. On my floor there are 3 large totes. One for clothes, one for books, and one for electronics. And thats that. Aside from one or two items, My physical life is being shut away for awhile.
One backpack with the necessities, and one duffel bag for clothes. And that'll be that. I'll roam where i want. Sleep where i want, be that under the stars, or in a tent. and for a few weeks, be free (while saving $ for a new place to live).
Why. Why the hell would i do this. I have no idea. But The woods are calling me. My mind is cluttered. Life seems pointless, and hostile. I need that to change. and its not going to happen as long as I'm on this path. Every month it's back to square one. And i cant take it. period. Even if this is a radical solution, even if I'm damning myself, at least I'm going to have fun while i do it!
Hers what i expect to happen. I'll set up over by white pond. Covertly, so one one will find me, or mess with my tent (should i choose to set one up). I'll use it just to sleep/eat/rest. OTher than that I'll be on the road, under the sun. Feeling the approaching season on my face, and on my skin. It may be wet, it may be cold. I'm OK with that. I've done it before, and this time, I'm well prepared.
I'm doing yoga with a friend in concord center. This week I'm going to start chanting with SGI again. I may even go vegetarian again, depending on how i feel... ...sausages are soooo good. And after a few weeks of this I wonder how I'll feel. Rugged? Dirty? Foolish? or simply confident. I have to say, I have faith I'm right in these plans of mine, but Not so much faith to think nothing will go wrong.
Either way, come hell or high water, I'll be documenting this. I need to. I have to exercise this damn mind of mine.
Well Back to packing.
Peace,
Brendan
One backpack with the necessities, and one duffel bag for clothes. And that'll be that. I'll roam where i want. Sleep where i want, be that under the stars, or in a tent. and for a few weeks, be free (while saving $ for a new place to live).
Why. Why the hell would i do this. I have no idea. But The woods are calling me. My mind is cluttered. Life seems pointless, and hostile. I need that to change. and its not going to happen as long as I'm on this path. Every month it's back to square one. And i cant take it. period. Even if this is a radical solution, even if I'm damning myself, at least I'm going to have fun while i do it!
Hers what i expect to happen. I'll set up over by white pond. Covertly, so one one will find me, or mess with my tent (should i choose to set one up). I'll use it just to sleep/eat/rest. OTher than that I'll be on the road, under the sun. Feeling the approaching season on my face, and on my skin. It may be wet, it may be cold. I'm OK with that. I've done it before, and this time, I'm well prepared.
I'm doing yoga with a friend in concord center. This week I'm going to start chanting with SGI again. I may even go vegetarian again, depending on how i feel... ...sausages are soooo good. And after a few weeks of this I wonder how I'll feel. Rugged? Dirty? Foolish? or simply confident. I have to say, I have faith I'm right in these plans of mine, but Not so much faith to think nothing will go wrong.
Either way, come hell or high water, I'll be documenting this. I need to. I have to exercise this damn mind of mine.
Well Back to packing.
Peace,
Brendan