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Arright. I usually don't update this thing, but c'mon. I'm playing receptionist at work and the opportunity to do something I normally don't and get paid at the same time is irresistible. That, and no one is on AIM and I'm bored mindless...but that's only a small factor. Honestly.
Riding the bus to work today, I think I met one of the coolest people I will ever meet in my life. The guy had a British accent and somehow or other, we got to talking about the most bizarre foods we've had in our time. Normally, I can go toe-to-toe with most in that sorta area, but this guy continuously kept kicking my ass...probably due to the fact that he spent three years of his life hitchhiking across Europe, Africa, and the Middle East, doing odd jobs like picking grapes and coal mining for enough cash to rent rooms and eat.
Holy crap. Even though that was a few hours ago, I'm still basking in the romantic fantasy of ditching worldly goods and playing the hobo for a few years, indulging in wanderlust and every sort of whimsical inclination that might float into my head. Of course, parts would suck, like having my bus attacked by men with AKs by the Red Sea, killing three people, but hell.....that has no place in my vagrant utopia. That, and he had the opportunity to eat some REALLY weird things in his travels.
A lot of the people I've been meeting lately seem dead inside, particularly those that I've been meeting at work. However, the singularly vibrant way this man carried himself and spoke of his life was quite invigorating. I didn't even get his name. I'm going to try and see if any of the bus drivers tonight might know him. Christ, the vigor that he exuded...I hope that when I reach his age, my most interesting anecdotes will be on par with his, and not some stale recollection of the time "my son got a dachshund off the internet."
Riding the bus to work today, I think I met one of the coolest people I will ever meet in my life. The guy had a British accent and somehow or other, we got to talking about the most bizarre foods we've had in our time. Normally, I can go toe-to-toe with most in that sorta area, but this guy continuously kept kicking my ass...probably due to the fact that he spent three years of his life hitchhiking across Europe, Africa, and the Middle East, doing odd jobs like picking grapes and coal mining for enough cash to rent rooms and eat.
Holy crap. Even though that was a few hours ago, I'm still basking in the romantic fantasy of ditching worldly goods and playing the hobo for a few years, indulging in wanderlust and every sort of whimsical inclination that might float into my head. Of course, parts would suck, like having my bus attacked by men with AKs by the Red Sea, killing three people, but hell.....that has no place in my vagrant utopia. That, and he had the opportunity to eat some REALLY weird things in his travels.
A lot of the people I've been meeting lately seem dead inside, particularly those that I've been meeting at work. However, the singularly vibrant way this man carried himself and spoke of his life was quite invigorating. I didn't even get his name. I'm going to try and see if any of the bus drivers tonight might know him. Christ, the vigor that he exuded...I hope that when I reach his age, my most interesting anecdotes will be on par with his, and not some stale recollection of the time "my son got a dachshund off the internet."