Today was a boring day. I drove all over the place and visited a lot of places and blew through a lot of gas, but for some reason it bored me. Usually I like wandering, but not today. I was alone and didn’t want to be. I was bored and tired and the heat was annoying. So I spent the afternoon sitting on the tracks watching trains colored with graffiti go by.
‘Not all those who wander are lost’. This phrase has stuck with me since I heard it. It states so true. I enjoy looking. Finding. Learning. Knowing. Because I’m not on the same path as the rest of society, most assume I’m lost. I’m taking the long way. Wanting to find something more.