Looking For Something
Some over the road truck driver once said that if you become a driver to find something, you won't find it out there. There is nothing on the open road but time to think.
I couldn't agree more.
I had to learn this lesson for myself about five years ago, but it was a lesson well learned. Whatever you seek should be found within relative proximity to you. It just doesn't magically appear at the 204 yard stick. It doesn't confront you in the sleepy towns built at the turn of the century. And it better well damn not pick you at the TA or Flying J truck stops out in the middle of nowhere.
Wherever you go, your short-comings will follow. Have difficulty talking to new people? Guess what, you'll still have that same difficulty wherever you go. In a general funk with life? After all the hustle and bustle of picking up and moving across the state, you'll still be in that funk.
On the flipside, your positive attributes will follow as well. The random acts of kindness you purpetuate. The tendency to linger just a few minutes more than you should when striking up a random conversation with the a bouncer or a front desk clerk. Minding all of your P's and Q's and treating all women like they should be treated.
Everyone has a bubble around them. In this bubble they have everything that makes them a person. One can imagine that when they move around, the bubble follows their moves. So when you start a half-assed search for something you won't find, your bubble follows you. What you will find, however, is that your bubble interacts with every other person in society's bubble. What you find is not the answer to your quest, but questions and problems that everyone else has when your bubble intersects with theirs.
I couldn't agree more.
I had to learn this lesson for myself about five years ago, but it was a lesson well learned. Whatever you seek should be found within relative proximity to you. It just doesn't magically appear at the 204 yard stick. It doesn't confront you in the sleepy towns built at the turn of the century. And it better well damn not pick you at the TA or Flying J truck stops out in the middle of nowhere.
Wherever you go, your short-comings will follow. Have difficulty talking to new people? Guess what, you'll still have that same difficulty wherever you go. In a general funk with life? After all the hustle and bustle of picking up and moving across the state, you'll still be in that funk.
On the flipside, your positive attributes will follow as well. The random acts of kindness you purpetuate. The tendency to linger just a few minutes more than you should when striking up a random conversation with the a bouncer or a front desk clerk. Minding all of your P's and Q's and treating all women like they should be treated.
Everyone has a bubble around them. In this bubble they have everything that makes them a person. One can imagine that when they move around, the bubble follows their moves. So when you start a half-assed search for something you won't find, your bubble follows you. What you will find, however, is that your bubble interacts with every other person in society's bubble. What you find is not the answer to your quest, but questions and problems that everyone else has when your bubble intersects with theirs.