Sunday, January 15, 2012

Closed Roads

Its been about a year.  A year since we discussed ourselves on the open road.  It was all worked out, I would do the driving and you would provide the playlists as we swept across the country.  Of course the plains would be the starting point, what else do we know really.  The beauty of this trip, this once in a lifetime trip is that neither of us knew where we were going.  There was no need for a map, just driving forward, lest one of us had the urge to lean right, or possibly left.  So much of the country to see.  So many instances to stop, jump out of the car and run across flint hills.  Pause a moment to make a snow angel in the OK dunes.  Enjoy a Polaroid with the historians of the Ozarks.  Just take a moment to look around corners and find spaces under rocks none others have found.  Too busy with the board room or that final edit.   Relegated to the passage of songs and pictures shall this trip be enjoyed; neither one of us willing to budge in the wrong directions.

October 11, 2011

Enough

Life is this game, a rat race.  Sometimes you will feel as though every goal, every task, every desire has been met, completed, and fulfilled.  Other days will find you asking what you are doing it all for in the first place.  Nobody ever ends up at the end of the street that they started heading down.  Either way, through the highs and lows, it will never be enough.

And in this rat race that will never be enough, we yearn.  We yearn for more tomorrows and gasp at the amount of yesterdays that have graced us.  Is 40 the new 30?  30 the new 20?  The truth is there is no new ages.  40 is 40 and 30 is 30.  These things will never change and the things that you wanted to do when you were 18 will never be the same things that you will want to do when you are 28.  But what matter is it to you if when you were 18 you had the time of your life?  Furthermore, who cares what you did when you were 18 is 28 feels so great.  Either way, having the ability to ponders tomorrow and reflect on yesterdays will ensure, it will never be enough.

And in this rat race that will never be enough, we yearn for which we do not have, wondering if one day it wi