Jun 18th, 2003
Hindsight
It’s been nearly two years since my trip to Sri Lanka and when I see myself then, I notice something in my eyes that was so strong and energetic and I realize that whatever it was has been fading ever since I returned and started to become entrenched in everything that entails a normal life.
Some people are meant for home and some people are meant for the road. People have told me to settle down, grow roots, build on something, and plug in to what is around me. People have told me that it is time to let go of my notions and dreams of what it is to wander the Earth. People have told me that I should start thinking about my future. Maybe I’ve listened to people a little too much.
I think what I should tell people is that when you are traveling, you are plugging into something. You’re plugging into the notion that the world is infinitely larger than you, but at the same time, it is for you. It doesn’t want to overwhelm you, it just wants to teach you and if you are open, you can learn something far greater than anything you would learn in law school or medical school.
When I see myself on tape it doesn’t make me think about how young and naive I was. It doesn’t make me smirk at how blissfully ignorant I was of all the evil that exists in the world and it doesn’t make me happy to be older and further from those childish notions of life. It makes me think about how the hell I’m going to get back on the road.
