greetings~ the Gearing up is happening again what to bring? This is the infamous question .. what to leave.. oh my. the word luggage mean anything to you ? I haven't traveled with luggage in well since, 1994 when I moved with a suitcase to NY, the rest of my travels have been with the standard backpack.. oh how i love the back pack.. does this mean I am actually a grownup ... a big person .. shifting from the delinquent ways of my past. ha ah never.. I will never grow up. any way any tip on packing I will listen... cheers to the holiday season and cheers for the good beers.
Cold winds a blowin, sing songs a howlin. The weather is raw the weather is king. Shorter days knocking at the door. remembrances of yesteryear, the good old days, realizing they are permanently gone and that it will never be the same state again. Its a hard world to swallow sometimes, and especially as the time progresses and with that the expectations of adaption and evolution are ever present.. But it's easier to reflect than pro actively predict.! I am faced with the harsh reality that the place in the world that I am from , the magical all possible place that I come from is vanishing, slipping away and turning into a place of sour milk and no longer that rich golden land of milk and honey...... no dwelling but really dwelling. that is the state I sit in. the longing and desperation of knowing exactly how things would turn out. its gone its gone so gone gone gone... not hopeless just placeless spaceless danceless joyless empty outta wack adaptive acceptance
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