The best laid plans
Ok ok…so today did not turn out the way I planned it but that’s nothing new. I was greeted by a rainy morning as Autumn is here bringing with it the usual grey skies and rainy days. I was due to go to town today, and by town I mean London, but I received an email from my friend telling me she had sprained her ankle and would not be up for meeting later tonite. This and the rain kept me firmly indoors today.
I ended up spending the afternoon stripping wallpaper at my parents house. We got a lot done too. Now after a few glasses of well earned red wine I am typing a little blog update. There are many things I wish to include in this daily ramble but often feel like it should be travel based and not a forum for debate, conjecture or general nonsense that comes to mind. However, I do feel an obligation to speak my mind, after all, it’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to!
I had a quick chat with my brother and sister-in-law online today with the aid of Skype, a remarkable piece of voice over IP technolgy which is free at this point in time and allows me to chat free of charge to people all over the globe. They are just off to Italy for a vacation and to attend a wedding in southern Italy. I remember my trip to Rome where I was going to teach English before it all fell through (I can fill you in on the details should anyone be interested). A missed opportunity perhaps but I was able to visit Rome and imagined myself learning Italian and becoming “windwsept and interesting” as Billy Connelly would say.
I mention this because my brother, and he is not alone, wanted to know my plans and when I would be back to England. My answer…
Who knows! I am not going on vacation or a sabbatical. I am going … and that is it. I am going. When I return is not really a question or option or plan. I may stay, I may not. It could be called vagabonding should I be planning on a longer journey. I don’t have the finances to call it that but I try not to pigeon hole my trip and just allow myself the freedom to be doing it in the first place and I doubt that anyone else has the faintest idea what I am doing. Fear not everyone…I am just living…a little differently to most but living none the less. My point…
There is no point. There is no grand plan, no five year plan, just me living a different way to almost everyone I know and that makes me unusual and many people fear for my future. I, however, do not fear, for I am living the only way I know how, right now, please forgive me if it is different. I leave you with the words from a song by Rush…”There’s nothing to fear but fear itself, not fate, not failure, not fatal tragedy”. And so say all of us…
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