Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Wander Lust

Proud to say, that thanks to Operation Smokin' Hot, I can now fit into the jeans I wore when I got out of high school!! I haven't got all my photos back, she sent me a few "teasers" that I absolutely LOVE. So begins the waiting game.

I'm sitting here on my only day off this week listening to the fall leaves rustle and the wind chimes deep tone with my cup of coffee.....and I can't help but close my eyes and think of the places I've been. I'm reminded of early spring in England and France...with the cold rain and endless gray skies. I thought they were beautiful then, and I still do now. I just remember thinking will summer ever come? Now there are more profound thoughts, with the winds come change. Change of the seasons, the weather...but will it bring change for me? A career job finally, a new adventure??

I am ready, ready for the winds to blow me away...and onto the next thing. In all my winter seasons out west and summers spent traveling, I don't feel I've wasted my time. I've not conformed to the norm, that's for sure. But where is the fun in that? Older people think I've not wanted roots, younger people look up to me for living the dream...but in reality every place I've been has not felt like home. Have you ever felt homesick when you were right at home? I did when I was in high school, I remember feeling homesick for a place I'd never been. And now I've "been" I've seen places I never thought I would...and I still don't know what or where I want to be when I "grow up." I just know there has to be mountains...and the possibility of snow.

1 comment:

  1. I was thinking of this the other day. I've been to places I never thought I would and sometimes I feel still like I don't know who I am. like I know what I do and the wonderful people in my life, but I still feel sometimes alittle lost, like i'll do something and think - thats not me - and then i think because i'm doing it it is me, but I don't know myself that way, so I feel lost. great post! I love pondering this stuff.