Thursday, October 29, 2009

When I Go Out

I'm sitting in the San Antonio public library. And let's just say, it's public. Parents who can't keep their kids under control, allowing them to run and scream through the periodicals. It's frustrating, really. I don't know if I'm more annoyed with that nuisance or with the fact that the wireless doesn't have a strong enough signal for me to connect to the internet consistently. I'm leaning heavily toward the former.

False threats, raised voices, young'uns whining over spilled apple juice that is now permeating the library halls. What can you do right? Find a different library I suppose. One that is peaceful, serene, calm; in all other senses of the word - QUIET. This isn't the place to read a book or study for a midterm. This isn't the place to come and relax.

I think maybe, I'll retreat back to my house.

When I go out I play in the street, I get hit by cars, I make mashed potatoes, I get hit by cars.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

You Probably Shouldn't Move Here

I don't think it's hitting me yet, being away from home. Probably because every time I stop in Arizona my next direction is always West. These trips have always been wonderful. I get to visit with dear friends, eat delicious food, and relax to my heat's content. After that I find myself driving down the 202 W, to the 10 W, 60 W, 91 W, 55 S, 5 S and I'll be home. But tomorrow morning will be different.

No driving toward the sunset, only away from it. The 10 E is calling my name, and it's a road I've never taken before. A road that is probably flat and boring. A road that rambles through Tucson and Juarez, Ozona and Boerne. The destination; known but unknown, visited but foreign.

This destination though, will not be flat and boring. This I know for sure. There will be ups and downs, twists and turns, and I'm sure a lot of "if at first you don't succeed"s. As far as I know I can't prepare myself for it, can't have any idea of what to expect. Am I ready? Let me answer that with another question - what do you get when you cross an elephant with a rhinoceros?

It's all a mystery right now though. The light is only a few feet in front of me, which isn't always appreciated. I'm hoping this changes soon, only time will tell. Only time will tell.

Well I heard that your state could be sinking, deep into the briny sea, and all of them earthquakes got you thinking, 'bout leaving Californee-ee. There's riots and there's floods and it's smoggy, toxic waste on yonder beach, and all of them hippies down in Santa Cruz are startin' to suck just like a leech.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Anchors Away

The sun sets on what turned out to be yet another beautiful day. I've been having a lot of beautiful days lately. I don't know if it's God trying to bless me during my last few days here, or if I've simply had a string of lucky beautiful days. I'd like to think it's the former, and I actually truly have no other reason to think differently.

One thing is for sure though, and that's the realization that being too busy to write lately has been a good thing. Oh I'm sure I could have found hours between the wee hours of certain mornings, or even passed a quick blog through my phone to appease the multitudes. So let's not get too annoyed with me people, after all, it's not like I'm some uber-comedian anyway (wait, am I expected to be?) - speaking of which, I'm surprised no one commented on my last post on something I found to be utterly humorous.

This past month though, has been one of the best months I've had in recent years. It's truly a combination of all sorts of things. I've found joy in little things. Time with family has lengthened. Friendships have flourished. Adventures, oh the grandest of adventures have been had. There's nothing quite like driving down PCH at midnight, screaming FIF and BS2 songs at the top of your lungs with a dear friend. Really, try to beat that...I didn't think so.

And now I'm not sure exactly when I'll write again, I'm thinking it'll be sometime next week, but not anytime sooner. You see, in less than a week I'll be officially moved out of the state of California. This state that has been my home for my entire life, it's been all I've truly known. I really have no idea of what I'm getting myself into in the state of Texas, but I know it's where I'm supposed to be, at least for the next year...or more. Any doubts I've had about this whole process have slowly but surely been stripped away and removed as the days draw near. I have been constantly reminded of the faithfulness of my Lord, and for that I am forever grateful.

I don't deserve this. Any of it. Yet I'm not called to live in that realization. I'm not called to second-guess blessings of any kind. I suppose that's something to think about; for all of us to think about.

Tune in, tune out, goodbye, goodnight.

Monday, October 5, 2009

I Feel Lucky

Writing on airplane napkins is almost exciting as flying in an airplane. Almost, but not quite. I find it amazing to think that our grandparents grew up just as airplanes were hitting their heyday. My grandpa flew B-52 bombers in WWII - and it's simply fascinating to see how far technology has come since then.

We can jump on a plane and be essentially anywhere in one day. We can have our groceries delivered to our front door and movies streamed to our TVs all for one low monthly fee. And I can be on a plane for a little over an hour, starting in El Salvador and finding myself in Costa Rica with a taxi waiting to take me to my destination.

I'm flying high above Costa Rica right about now, able to see both the Pacific Ocean and the Caribbean Sea. How magnificently beautiful. I'll always be amazed at how vast and beautiful the world we live in is. I know wherever I find myself traveling I will not get bored of the sights, sounds and smells that surround me.

There is too much to be seen, too much to be experienced. And the person in front of me just farted.

So much easier to think that we did this all ourselves. So much easier to let our hearts do what they've felt.