5 years.



Five years ago todayish.. I stepped off a bus out in the canadian prairies and stuck out my thumb. I didn't have a plan, any idea where i'd end up, or any home to go back to. Just a tent, a rucksack and a little company. I walked away from a full time job, a nicely furnished apartment.. a sane, regular life that I had become bored of. I felt useless, stuck.. like I could do better for myself. so I cashed out my stocks, sold all my stuff and took off to find where I belong.



And I took my time doing it. Time was all I had really, and enough loot to float by for a while. I didn't bother with a phone. Back then there wasn't plans like there are today, and a calling card was enough for when I came across a telephone. Random use of computers at libraries and internet cafes was my connection to the world. Each day was slow and steady. Every moment counted, everything was so brand new. I was wide open for whatever the wide open country would bring to me.

Eventually, it brought me right back to where I started, but in a different place in my mind. Though I had an amazing time wandering and camping and working crazy cool temp jobs on either coast of the country, I had a greater appreciation for all that I had at home. 

It's usually about this time each year that I get restless, yearn for the roadlife once again. This year I got to move to a new place right at the beginning of May. My new journey begins, finding my way and the balance between adventure and stability. It's usually a lot harder to resist that urge to just ditch out with a rucksack. This time I'm so excited for every new day and all of the work [and play] lined up for the season that escaping is far out of the question.. for now. And it feels good.

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