I want to go to Kangaroo Island, Fiji, the Sydney Opera House, climb the Sydney Harbor Bridge, the Sydney Zoo, and see the Fairy Penguins in the bay near Sydney. I wish that I had time to go swim the Great Barrier Reef. Perhaps I'll just have to do it. I want to sit along the bay & watch the ships come in. I don't want to cram SO much in that I don't ever simply sit & reflect - but I feel the urge to let the adventure in me come out & play. I just want to get back to LIVING, not merely existing and hoping I make it to the end of next semester. One thing that is questionable - once I get out there, will I ever want to come back? What am I going to be able to do for a career that both keeps Citibank satisfied and satisfies MY need to wander. Wanderlust. I've got & I've got it BAD. This trip will either sate that need, or will exacerbate it. Once I get out there & am doing it, am I ever going to want to stop?
Most days, I don't think I'm a very interesting person. I was chatting with Sara this morning at Panera. I am not very good with small talk - I think too much for that & find small talk to be constraining. So I am not often comfortable with people. I am friendly, certainly - and not every conversation is deep. But I struggle when talk turns to American Idol & Grey's Anatomy. Or when people start talking about the wild romp that they had at the bar last night. I just am NOT good at that - it's not interesting to me. I generally try to get others to talk about THEMSELVES (and for anyone that knows me - THAT is why I know so many people & so much about them. I genuinely enjoy hearing about their lives & then I don't feel as put upon to talk). When I open my mouth - people think I'm just an oddity. I'm trying to embrace that - it must be a good thing. Einstein was really weird and had a good life - on the whole. But perhaps, when taken on the whole, I do lead an interesting life - it's just still sorting itself out yet.
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