the open road is wide open, but for what?

the open road

2 1/2 months have gone by since i last wrote on this blog.

life is unexpected and ferocious. i have met many new wonderful people. i love being on the road.

i take trains to places i have never been. cheap buses to places where i have been before. i see the sun set and rise in strange places of sleep.  i haven’t slept in a proper bed for over a year now.

last year when i taught spanish kids english, 5 friends and i rented a 2 bedroom apartment in hastings.  we would flip a coin for who would sleep in the bed. the rest of us on the floor.  i left for chicago and rented a non-furnished bedroom, needless to say i slept on the floor through the cold fall and winter months. i got back to sheffield and my friends allowed me to sublet their living room – the sofa was to be my bed for the next 6 months. i left for america and i slept in a dorm style bed, albeit a bed – but more one close to a cell or military bed. i left the new england area and headed to nyc where i slept on my friends floor in brooklyn.

i write this as i sit on a train from syracuse, NY to Boston for a friends birthday. it’s dark, it’s now getting colder.  i am here for the season change.  everything is compromised. my life now fits into a brooklyn industries eco-friendly shopping carrier bag and small school backpack.  my time is scheduled only by flights and cheap transportation.  my identity is created and re-created everywhere i go.

and i’m left thinking, how  will i re-adapt to my unemployed life back at home in the donxx when i get back? i am an official functioning member of society. my friends now all have jobs; others have decided to stay studying – i am left alone. with just my art practice which i haven’t focussed on for 2 months since graduating.  i’m trying not to dwell on this and just to bask in the new horizons that pan out in front of me.

i learnt this summer that we should always be ready for an opportunity even if one doesn’t arrive, because it’s best to be ready; than to miss an opportunity because you weren’t ready!

we also can create our own opportunities if we’re kind of ready!

i feel like i could live this life for many times to come…. i feel like i have come to realize that certain lack of comforts aren’t noticeable when you’re doing something you love.

i think im fully ready to give myself to the world, to help make a difference to people who need it. ya digg?!

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