Now this is absurd considering how simple my life already is and how little connection I have to society but approaching 43 (tomorrow) amid this looming mid-life crisis is the strong desire to discard absolutely everything … and just continue wandering.
Starting with my home – which is my backpack contents, at about 17 kg – including the heavy-but-necessary shit – laptop w/ 3 ext. drives, DSLR w/18-200 lens, video camera, and assorted bits – BUT how to do my art, blog, photography; my hobbies? Find a base, a society – and lose my nomadic-life after 20+ years on the road to return “Home” after each journey? Or just travel with my compact camera and forget the gear? Or simply don’t record anything? … just moving with a few clothes and things in a tiny bag.
A small bag, a passport, a cash card.
Now, that’s freedom.
Or take it further?
No blog/cyber-presence, no email, no job, no friends, no family, no country.
Is that travel?
Maybe it’s like being a monk, to sit upon a mountain and meditate or get stoned and daydream like a Sadhu … or a traveler.
So what to do? Is there any point in thinking about this stuff? I doubt it.
No one knows when one will die, so how can I even ponder my mid-life crisis when I may be dead tomorrow?
Certainly, the only certainty in the world is in the bottom of my bottle … and for now, it’s half-full …
Happy Birthday – Fuck-head !
release the liquid warrior
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