A pal said this song reminded her of me. I told her that it is on my YouTube as a favorite.
This song just speaks volumes ... I sat here today doing not much but sitting here today. pondering my future. pondering the whys. pondering what makes me want to be a gypsy. ... lots of pondering.
I've read several travel blogs today. We're quite a crew. It's just a simple fact. There are those of us who are happier on the move. simple.
I started looking seriously at the places around I-40. I've been all around this route. But THIS time? I'm not in a runaway mode. I'm in a .... this is the lifestyle I have chosen. This is my passion.
Since my 'current' plans are I-40 out of Little Rock West ... I even thought about checking out Oklahoma City.. for crying out loud. Having been a Longhorn fan and living in Dallas off and on for twenty years... it's reeeeal hard to warm up to Oklahoma... Hahaaaa... the Texas Longhorn and Oklahoma Sooner football annual game was/is legendary.
Never cared much for the Oklahoma terrain ... a lot like Texas... prairies - desert - especially the Panhandle and West Texas. There are some, of course, beautiful spots ... but I just always zoomed through. Tulsa is the prettiest Oklahoma city, I think so.
Anyway... this time around is different. The kids have a two year time span for the house. That isn't written in stone... but it's what we have agreed on because Stephanie (fiance) will be going to pilot school as soon as our baby starts school.
So... I'm really going to be a full time bum. Really excited about how this will have an effect on how I 'do' things. As I said... the other times were running away ... escaping. I took my shop stuff to various trade shows and festivals... oh I've written about this before.
This time... I keep reinforcing this to me... this is a lifestyle. I will actually be a full time traveler.
As this song hits me so square in the eyeballs... says ... in part....
I'm sailing away
Set an open course for the Virgin Sea
'Cause I've got to be free
I look to the sea
Reflections in the waves spark my memory
Some happy, some sad
I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had
Is that right on ... or what... the dreams we had... that's such a heart in your throat emotion... I look at old pals and where they are and where I am ...
I see my son and young people... searching - everything being a first.